Wake to the Dream
Birds of Passage
GENRE Forget where I am
And the rain is already
Making its way
I'm in between worlds
And in between souls
And hearts
And minds
And your birth
Will we ever be free
To sleep open and unarmoured?
The language is gone
And we can't walk the fields alone
Sleep inside reality
And wake to the dream
I won't need to ask you
I know I will find you
And we will save the damsels
And the rain is already
Making its way
I'm in between worlds
And in between souls
And hearts
And minds
And your birth
Will we ever be free
To sleep open and unarmoured?
The language is gone
And we can't walk the fields alone
Sleep inside reality
And wake to the dream
I won't need to ask you
I know I will find you
And we will save the damsels
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