Nimble dreamers dream away the misspent hours of yesterday
cause if we had what we desire we'd spend our nights around the fire
exposing lies and sharing truths on those that tried to waste our youth
and every second of every day would be our own to spend our way

they call us Dreamers
they call us Dreamers

late at night we write our names to remind ourselves of why we came
we let it bleed down bathroom stalls spray-paint the monuments and marble halls
tell me a story man tell me a lie I wanna believe in a future without
having to try
this place was supposed to be ours it took a long long time now in
less than a century
all we see is mine

they call us Dreamers
they call us Dreamers

You got a thought and you think your thought might catch
well I wish you good luck
you cant put a finger on what's holding you back
your heart is pure its your head thats fucked

they call us Dreamers
they call us Dreamers