Curtain Dream

At the end of the day,

In the cold of the night,

When the branch breaks i fall

To the floor of the world.

I scream like a child,

I scream for my wings.

I scream at the words

Making cheap what i feel.

I walk through my room

And i kick down the walls.

I lie on the bed

And feel there's nothing left but doubt.

In the cold of the night

I will show you my wounds.

Only then can i say to you

"spread your dreams under me, my love".

I dream of this bridge,

I dream of these trees,

I burn in these flames,

That i'll never understand.

I walk through my room

And i kick down the chairs.

I've opened my eyes

And seen there's nothing left but doubt.