Area 51 Lyrics - Nervous Sooner Chances - Dead Moon

You and I have the same dream 

Caught in the hills where the tunnel screams 

Watching the sky come apart at the seams 

And the lights of the landing machines 

And it's hot like infra-red 

Cutting it's way to the burning bed 

Then that blurring, swirling heat 

Starts to lift me off my feat 

Situation's out of hand 

Ain't no way turning back 

We've been suspended in our past 

Breaking planes of the parallel 

Under the power of another's spell 

Into the crevice of oblivion 

Your hands are tied but your mind can run 

I can't hear myself cry out loud 

Without touching me they hold me down 

Situation's out of hand 

Walking on wind in the book of truth 

They've been with with us since the age of doom 

We are the danger, we are the ones 

We are the damage, we are the guns 

We are the map of the eternal route 

Station 9 on the last hold-out 

We are the children of the damned 

If we don't start to make a stand 

Situation's out of hand