One cold damp evening
The wold stood still
I watch as I held my breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Came through
Someone spoke to me
whisper in my ear
"This fantasies for you,
Fantasies are real,
This year"
My whole live flesh before my eyes
I thought what they say is true
I shed my skin
And my disguise
And a cold numb and naked I
Emerged from my cocoon
And a half-remembered tune
Played softly in my head,
It said
Lessons known
We dare expect from anything
As arbitrary as life
And the truth is simply
It is over
I realize this miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you (x2)
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
I realize this miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you (x2)
I feel like I'm everywhere
It's just my second skin.
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