Fever Dreams

I’m breathing the infection Seeking out the storm overhead Weeding out the senseless Getting closer, always closer I watched them all set the fire You’re on your own In a fever dream, a shadow you follow You’re always preaching to the worst of us all You’re always preaching at our backs We’re swinging for the fences Crossing his name off of the list Feeding into tension Getting closer, always closer Raise the flag Witness how they kneel I will claim Every last piece of regret Raise the flag Witness how they kneel I will claim Every last piece of regret I watched them all set the fire You’re on your own In a fever dream, a shadow you follow You’re always preaching to the worst of us all You’re always preaching at our backs I’ll beg right when the floor bottoms out We still race to just take it When the ink starts to fade Start it all over When the ink starts to fade We’re going backwards Following what is false Spreading across what’s ours It’s ours Filling the desperate hearts I’m getting closer --- Fever Dreams - Johnny Booth