Dreams

Spare a little candle, save some light for me

Figures up ahead, movin' in the trees

White skin in linen, perfume on my wrist

And the full moon that hangs over

These dreams in the mist

Darkness on the edge, shadows where I stand

I search for the time on a watch with no hands

I want to see you clearly, come closer than this

But all I remember are the dreams in the mist

These dreams go on when I close my eyes

Every second of the night I live another life

These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside

Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away (the further I'm away)

Is it cloak and dagger? Could it be spring or fall?

I walk without a cut through a stained glass wall

(Weaker in my eyesight)

Weaker in my eyesight, the candle in my grip

(Words that have no form)

And words that have no form are falling from my lips

 

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