Parable Of The Sower Lyrics - Wonderland - Forgive Durden

I've woken again in an ocean of salt 

Drenched from recurring 

Dreams of such horror 

They haunt my evenings 

Nightmares of a future so absurd 

This fantasy of events could never occur 

Such vivid imagery has me 

Blurring all kinds of lines 

Between here and reality 

Billboards have replaced all window panes 

Faith is less a feeling and more a mandate 

Fed up are the sun and the moon 

They're burning up and leaving soon 

My twisted imagination 

It has a mind of its own 

Wake me from this dream 

My crooked precognition 

Its distance from the truth grows 

Please wake me from this dream 

There's an answer for everything 

Hiding behind child-proof plastic locks 

And under cotton swabs 

There's medicine for every ill 

If the money's right 

The pain can be drowned with a bitter pill 

All the women are paper thin 

Their necks barely hold up their heads 

Boys have been trained 

And prepared since birth 

To serve their role 

And fight until their death 

My twisted imagination 

It has a mind of its own 

Wake me from this dream 

My crooked precognition 

Its distance from the truth grows 

Please save me from this dream 

It's only a fabrication 

This place is all in my head 

It's only a fabrication 

This place is all in my head 

I rub my eyes to find 

This whole time I thought 

I was in a slumber 

They've been open wide