Roger Harvey - Three Wolf Moon lyrics

Three wolves howl at the yellow moon On an old t-shirt that she left in your room You look different over dial tones When I'm falling asleep in our dressing room Downtown there staying occupied With the painted signs outside the BNY Is this what you call paradise? 'Cause the dream looks different in real life Try to connect all the stars tonight With your cracked-jaw dreams Keep you grinding those teeth Headphone wires on a red-eye flight Turn it up real high, just turn it off You start flipping through those in-flight stations Hoping to find one thing that you like Is this the moment we've all been awaiting? 'Cause the dream looks different in real life All this advanced entertainment Spent a lifetime picking items down from the shelves Like Eve from that apple tree Can't tell the difference between what I want and what I need And by the time my desire gets fed I always end up wanting something else instead Is this what I've been searching for? 'Cause the dream appears to be dead Or at least the dream looks different in my head