Shoot a dream in your arm and sleep away,
It's not the stuff that kills you that keeps your life at bay.
Every crash pulls you in reach,
Of a watershed of signal flares that cover your beach,

These are just placebos to make us feel all right,
Illusions in our pockets make our feathers float us high,
For a second I thought I saw your eyelids rise,
For a moment something restless caught you by surprise,
Surprise, surprise, surprise.

We are so beautiful when we sleep,
Hearts of gold and eyes so.. deep, deep, deep.
But love won't cure the chaos, and hope won't hide the loss,
And peace is not the heroine that shouts above the cause.
And love is wild for reasons, and hope though short in sight,
Might be the only thing that wakes you by surprise
surprise, surprise, surprise.

Dream, little ones..
See the world that's just begun.

Love is wild for reasons, and hope though short in sight,
Might be the only thing that wakes you by surprise,
for a moment I thought I saw your eyelids rise.....

Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise.


Written by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt Odmark © 2006 Pogostick Music (BMI) / Bridge Building (BMI). All rights for the world on behalf of Pogostick Music (BMI) administered by Bridge Building (BMI).

Behind the Song:
"Surprise is one of my favorites, lyrically I think on the record. I get a kick out of doing some melancholy stuff. It was birthed out of an experience that I realized that some people don’t have enough breath to pull themselves out of their own situations to really care about someone else. And some times it takes a lot to pull us out of that sleepy perpetual mellow gaze." - Dan Haseltine (Jars Of Clay)