Book Of Dreams
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams
I took your urgent whisperStole the arc of a white wingRode like foam on the river of pityTurned its tide to strengthHealed the hole that ripped in living
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams
The spine is bound to last a lifeTough enough to take the poundingPages made of days of open hand
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams
Number every page in silverUnderline in magic markerTake the name of every prisonerYours is there, my word of honor
I took your urgent whisperStole the arc of a white wingRode like foam on the river of pityHealed the hole that ripped in living
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams
In my book of dreamsIn my book of dreamsIn my book of dreams