Army Of Dreamers - Broder Daniel

We’re not strange

We’re just sleeping

We all just drift around

We’re not trying

We are dreaming

We all blend in the crowd

Down my head turns

But in heart fire burns

Down my head it turns

In heart fire burns

We’re the army of dreamers

We’re the idle people

We’re the ones

That make no sound

Waiting in the background

Oh, life goes on without us

People come and people go

Every suburb looks the same

Street by street house by house

We’re the army of dreamers

We’re the idle people

We’re the ones that don’t count

Waiting in the background

But we are mirrors to this world

We speak, if we’re heard

But we bleed, if we’re hurt

And we seethe, if we’re burned