The drinkers have their potion in a bed of lies
They fill up their glasses and have their sweet wine

But now the end is a little too near
Dreams they never seem clear

So tell your lies and mistakes
Tell of sweet romance and how it breaks

Tell your stories all sugar'd in poems
Tell the stories that we've already learned

Tell me a lie if you can make it true
I'd believe anything if it came from you
But now I'll sit alone and wonder why
Heroes fall and the good have to die

Dreams they haunt memories of the world
Fill us with endings of a different girl

But for now our story remains the same
You have my fears, you can have my name

Offer me a song of praise and redemption
A song that can compare
To a moments peace with you in my arms
Taking a breath of the cold ocean air

Now the end is a story left undone
And the dreams are a little too worn

Take the test get the grade get the score
Mark it up on the old chalkboard
Accept another loss, admit another defeat
Maybe this is the last time we will speak

Run and bury your head in the ground
Lie still, no don't make a sound
But dream of me every night in vain
Dreams of me and the sweet rain