From a distance through a telescope
We believe in you
Got the future in your pocket
Dreamers are what dreamers do
Two colours can make another
Don't let yourself be blue
Don't fall on what's behind of you
Dreamers are what dreamers do
Disorder first
Let's face the facts
Put your neck upon the line
For bloodshed on the tracks
Disorder first
In faith we lack
Took us to the edge of hell
And never brought us back
When your mind is quick to wander
Breathe in through your heart
Place yourself at the beginning of
What you can call a start
Why do the things we love
Slowly fade away
Got the future in your pocket
Dreams are made of what you do today
Disorder first
Let's face the facts
Put your neck upon the line
For bloodshed on the tracks
Disorder first
In faith we lack
Took us to the edge of hell
And never brought us back
Disorder first
Let's face the facts
Put your neck upon the line
For bloodshed on the tracks
Disorder first
In faith we lack
Took us to the edge of hell
And never brought us back