Fever Dream

I smell chlorine 

There's a fire in the distance

Like tangerine 

Glowing way too bright to miss it 

I run till my heels are blistered 

And my mouth is dry

It's all okay 

It's all okay 

It's nothing more than a fever dream 

A cold machine 

All perfect steel and dirty pistons 

And gasoline 

The vapors dance, I stop to listen 

To the sound of sirens 

It's all okay 

It's all okay 

It's nothing more than a fever dream