I've got a restless mind unfolding An ambiguously restless way ahead Consciously sure that nothing's certain I have this ride up to the hilt Morpheus One drug's enough to make us dream unholy And feel the rush, and feel the rush Am I to see her... The sleep of the just is not upholding Whatever design for live we led I am always you as you are with me At every hour in any bed Morpheus One drug's enough to make us dream unholy And feel the rush, and feel the rush Am I to see her...