In the stained glass dream it fits so perfectly
Wondering scenes planet in the face of obsession
Pointless feeling spilled in vain
Highways of endless Lanes
Drawn-out scenario of pain hiding slow behind those insane
It's just a dream you lead in between their sheets
You stir the smell of the day
The air is always moving me
Continental drift will start
Moving to you in the dark
Is the stained glass dream moving you
Think these things if you wanted to
Wrapped in the cloth of the day
A breeze carried from where she laid
The muses out and on her way
A whisper is all you never say
But somehow you push me aside
But through desire I don't mind