Just go to sleep, we'll talk about this in our dreams In a dream, you can scream like a puppy in a field of bones Like a child in his bedroom of a broken home You can scream and I will scream so you don't scream alone Turpentine We'll drink it in our dreams, but we don't die We stay alive We stay alive We will fly in the basket of a hot air balloon But the edge of the crescent Moon will send us falling