Patricia's Thirst - Choir of Young Believers

In a split second of red

And very well thought of ahead

With a machine gun and legs spread

You let the world know what’s ahead

You’re sleepwalking while you dream of running

Sleepwalking while you dream of running

Thinking about Patricia Hearst

Now that you spit is our thirst

You realize that your dream is dead

Reflections never came too late

Never brought fire to your mouth

You never listen, never shout

With a machine gun and legs spread

You let the world know what’s ahead

You’re sleepwalking while you dream of running

Sleepwalking while you dream of running