Somewhere the bombing all has stopped 
And people begin to sit and talk 
And somewhere insomniatic stockbrokers can rest their bloodshot eyes 
Cuz there's nothing left to buy or sell 
Or kill or die for anymore 
We're living inside eternal moments that we've searched all our lives 
There's nobody living by the clock 
And every door is left unlocked 
Cuz property died all alone and capitalism lost it's home 
There's plenty of fresh air here in town 
The plants are all growing on the cars 
And all of the streets are used for dancing and at night you see all the 
Stars Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
We're searching for something that was lost 
And centuries all have covered up 
We're flailing to find the smallest fragments of our liberated lives 
And every tiny piece we find 
We pick up and glue together 
Collectively working for our utopian futures to collide 
In snuggly beds and midnight talks 
And wandering bike rides and wayward walks 
Making up all of our own music art myth food and news 
It's happening everywhere we go 
Collective bookstores and basement shows 
Sharing a song that we all know or making up new ones as we go 
Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
I am a dream, this is real 
I am a dream, you are here 
I am a dream, you are me 
I am a dream we are free 
I am a dream, this is real 
I am a dream, you are here 
I am a dream, you are me 
I am a dream we are free 
Now can't you feel the ice caps grow 
Now can't you hear the forest laugh 
At piles of nicely packaged toothpicks all in processed warehouse rows 
Cuz the only processing we do now 
Is with one another in our homes 
With people we'll fight **** laugh and cry with until the day we die 
Here where we share all that we've won 
Here where we grieve for what is lost 
Here where the children grow with names they chose and genders all their 
Own Here where we celebrate each other 
Here where you've never had a boss 
Here where we sing like restless kids with half chewed food inside our 
Mouths Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
Yada dada deeya yada dadada 
Yada dada dada dada 
Here in the place outside the box 
There are no more borders left to cross 
From each according to ability and to each based on need 
Here in the place where dreams aren't dead 
Here in the space between our heads