Dream Country

Green and blue The dream is true I could have whatever I want Dressed in green You had a dream That we spent our lives apart But technology That's all but free Brings us closer to the heart We've known poverty Yet we feel free Something others cannot Could we dream of a meeting The last day of our lives On a precipice that overlooks Our past mistakes in disguise We have a picnic and discuss Our regrets and our loves We get to choose The moment that we die Space and time The dream is a lie I could never have what I want Dressed in black A birthmark on your back The shape of my favourite font An analogy A likeness of you and me Your words tied me in knots We've known fear A shade of our queer Gets too ripe and then it rots Could we dream of a meeting The last day of our lives On a precipice that overlooks Our past mistakes in disguise We have a picnic and discuss Our regrets and our loves We get to choose The moment that we die Up and down A dissonant sound Etched in my inner ear It echoed loud Be careful what you found You wouldn't want it to get too near Could we dream of a meeting The last day of our lives On a precipice that overlooks Our past mistakes in disguise We have a picnic and discuss Our regrets and our loves We get to choose The moment that we die Green and blue The dream is true I could have whatever I want