| Lyrics | Don't choose, just walk: another dream of being stalked in the night by the brightness of the sun
Don't run, just fall through another mention of a name from the past that brings out flowers of pain
Don't drive, just flow through another moment so I can see my way through all the hours of the day
Don't speak, just talk away another glimpse into a future that cannot be
Don't cry, just stare at a simple fragment of a person who's there, but cannot be seen
Don't move, just still the instincts to get up and cry out a name in the night
...of a dream
...of a conversation
A naming of things
...of wanting to die
Just stare at the ceiling, at the stars, at a face on the dream
Pain
Insane
And all complaining that I never needed anything
Never
Nothing but you
And I knew the green reflection of a dream I had: a blessed incarnation and I thought it was you
To do all these things: feelings I never thought I had
A death of conversation and a touching of you
To dream the old dream, a thing I never knew I believed, except in limits and abstractions of you
My one
My love
My only solid grip upon imagination
My heart
My soul
In my world: my angel of faith
Love and trust and something new I saw: a simple conversation and a winning of you
But I knew the grim replacement of a dream ago: a wondrous apparition and I thought it was you
To heal all these wounds in places scarred so long ago
A death of absense and a knowing of you
To touch your face, calmed by things I dreamt long ago
A sudden dying and a rebirth in you
My one
My love
My solid dream from imagination
My heart
My soul
In my world: my angel of faith |
