I watch her work the stairway
That naked feature shining down on her...
It feels she's so far away
Watching me just as I watch her...
Restless nights, building dreams in the dark.
Blood stained fingers tend to create
Trusted hopes that linger without fear...
I could speak my mind to steal her glance
Or invoke a lion of dreamlike thought,
Just to look deep within her eye once
And show the prey that had been caught.
Restless nights, build me dreams in the dark.
That naked feature shining down on her...
It feels she's so far away
Watching me just as I watch her...
Restless nights, building dreams in the dark.
Blood stained fingers tend to create
Trusted hopes that linger without fear...
I could speak my mind to steal her glance
Or invoke a lion of dreamlike thought,
Just to look deep within her eye once
And show the prey that had been caught.
Restless nights, build me dreams in the dark.
A wanderer bathes the dark sea below his dreams.
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