Death Hawks - Drime Machine

Dream Machine

I’m in the dream machine
and I see the unseen
I’m standing in the still of time

A pair of glassy eyes
in the flickering light
Prisoned by liberation

Meet me on the tide
there’s a garden on sea
It’s such a holy place to be
Where the tender and the golden breed
A fix for lovers in need

Oh my sweet lord
I can not but lie still
and I can not believe what I see

A wave of dancing cats
on the rising fumes
They’re coming under falling stars

Meet me on the tide
there’s a garden on sea
It’s such a holy place to be
Where the tender and the golden breed
A fix for lovers in need

I’m in the dream machine

I’m the bushman
slain by the light
coming through your dark black hair

Oh the ritual it takes your pride
leaves your body behind

Found the Holy man in his home
the smoke all covered in pearls
A king size lizard bathing in shade
and living in the back of your brain

I’m in the dream machine

Ooh my only eye