Once I dreamed I chose your name But the system stayed the same Players of a game
And the weather didn't change Leaving windows with a stain Of movements that remained
Planted words within your frame And the ceilings tear away Bits of paper with your name
There's the beauty of a pew And the depth of mind enters you What would it be like?
You were living on the soft street where no one minds There's a blessing in each picture that we keep You were high on another dream, consistent bound They're probably taken by their pieces
Now the view comes into bloom And with time it takes in room Placed upon a stage
Slowly hours turn into days Mapping lines in just one place Sorries in your face
The wind is soft upon your hair Making waves within the air
Naked with you now
Taking nights the way they come Leaving footprints as you start to run Below there's nothing now
You were living on the soft street where no one minds There's a blessing in each picture that we keep You were high on another dream, consistent bound They're probably taken by their pieces
You were living on the soft street where no one minds There's a blessing in each picture that we keep You were high on another dream, consistent bound They're probably taken by their pieces
You're feeling these They're awful now Just stop choosing bees They'll kick you out
Too proud to mourn But lazy enough to stay Just stop choosing bees These pieces too tough to wear
You were living on the soft street where no one minds There's a blessing in each picture that we keep You were high on another dream, consistent bound They're probably taken by their pieces