Recurring Dream Lyrics - Idiot Pilot

In this fever 

And sleeping as it overrides my ability 

A diaform of carrying the day 

It seems a day is all it takes to forget 

That our watches run backwards 

And our cells begin to disappear 

Loosing what colour they once retained 

Possession framing intentionary 

In hidden messages 

What dreams do you have for me? 

In hidden messages 

What dreams do you have for me? 

What dreams do you have for me now?