There's so many dreams undone, lost for evermore
Here we are just counting sheep, eyes transfixed on monitors
We are sleepers strangely rapt, in shifting sands of irreality
Oh, it's plain to see

But what's behind that blinding light...?
All the truth and all the lies pushing down upon us
A million choices every day
What are we supposed to do, tell me everything will be all right
And I'll be sleeping sound tonight

All the people walking by seem to need an answer
Something's missing, don't know why
How the hell did we get here?
But when I look around, I understand
And everything comes clear to me
It's plain to see, rising and falling with the tides!

All the truth and all the lies pushing down upon us
A million choices every day
What are we supposed to do, tell me everything will be all right
And I'll be sleeping sound tonight

Music: Marian Gold, Martin Lister, David Goodes
Lyrics: Marian Gold, Martin Lister