I saw your face in my mind
I didn't turn on the light
A staircase leading below
wind opening up a door
a feeling
going insane
A field of blooming flowers
a light from who knows where?
the minutes turning to hours
a world so frantic
a world so hazy
the spinning of my mind makes everything
seem crazy...
(Oh hold me, reassuringly
let me stay inside your arms 'til I'm asleep
and then the world I build
will be deliciously dark
and deep)
I turned the switch on the wall
I gazed away from the door
I heard a fainting voice call
an echoing of a phrase
the summer turning to fall
someone's calling me home...
someone's calling me home...
someone's calling me home..
someone's call
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