Dream Machine - Death Hawks

I’m in the dream machine

and I see the unseen

I’m standing in the still of time

A pair of glassy eyes

in the flickering light

Prisoned by liberation

Meet me on the tide

there’s a garden on sea

It’s such a holy place to be

Where the tender and the golden breed

A fix for lovers in need

Oh my sweet lord

I can not but lie still

and I can not believe what I see

A wave of dancing cats

on the rising fumes

They’re coming under falling stars

Meet me on the tide

there’s a garden on sea

It’s such a holy place to be

Where the tender and the golden breed

A fix for lovers in need

I’m in the dream machine

I’m the bushman

slain by the light

coming through your dark black hair

Oh the ritual it takes your pride

leaves your body behind

Found the Holy man in his home

the smoke all covered in pearls

A king size lizard bathing in shade

and living in the back of your brain

I’m in the dream machine

Ooh my only eye