I’m never
in my waking life
dreaming is my all the time
whether its the weather
or my mind its all too much
callin’ in the fridged wind
a whisper is my dearest friend
leading me along a lilly laden twisting trail
Where we go
we’ll tomorrow know
into the past and empty alley’s we proceed
I’m never in my waking life
dreaming is my all the time
whether its the weather
or my mind its all too much
crawlin on the cloudy streets
streamin with a billion feet
thumb a little long into the dark and dismal day
Where we go
we’ll tomorrow know
into the past and empty alley’s we proceed
forever winding our way
weary without sleep
forever winding our way
weary without sleep
oh oh oh
I’m never in my waking life
dreaming is my all the time
whether its the weather
or my mind its all too much
callin’ in the fridged wind
a whisper is my dearest friend
leading me along a lilly laden twisting trail
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