Oh dreamer, dreamer, fold your wings,
the rain is coming.
Illusion feeds your lucid dreams,
the rain is coming.
It's time to fade to simple things,
all hail the emptiness,
so dreamer, dreamer fold your wings,
it's time to feel blessed.
And when I howl honey I love you,
don't you know I love you,
I need you.
Oh dreamer, dreamer, fold your wings,
the rain is coming.
It's time to shed this naked skin,
the rain is coming.
Illusion feeds your lucid dreams,
all hail the emptiness,
so dreamer, dreamer fold your wings,
it's time to feel blessed.
And when I howl honey I love you,
don't you know I love you,
I need you.
And when I howl honey I love you,
don't you know I love you,
I don't know what am I supposed to do.
I am not here no more,
I am now just a shadow of your grace.
You have become the face
of everything I wish I had,
Of everything I wanna have.
My childhood dreams, they have taken me
to this dead end at your doorstep
and I've got nowhere else to go
and nothing else to do
ever since I laid eyes on you.
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