in dreams I dance and drown a while
ensorcelled by your siren style
enraptured in feigned memories
of love you never gave to me
and pathways walked in other times
call to me as if they're mine,
casting shadows falsely true
of all the things I dare not do...
..and all the things I'm not
to you...
Wrapped in dreamtouch softcontrolled
I turn and look away
From mirrors hard, unchanging, cold
Reflecting one more heartless day,
One more day of solitude
One more day of duty,
I look instead to windowed worlds;
I blind myself with beauty.
And the magic you're bringing
Exquisitely stinging
My soul and my words fall away;
These moments distorting
This vision I'm caught in
This trap of such mad disarray -
Come the day...
Inside my mind's perfected lies
Your heart is mine alone
Idyllic love in endless time
Majesty divine enthroned,
Divine imagined evermore
Divine imagined fiction,
Vainglorious and gentlecruel;
This impotent addiction.
In phantasmic creation
I see through elation
The truths that I want to believe;
For worlds formed of reasons
Instead of these treasonous
Passions and dreams to deceive -
Let me breathe...
But the magic you're bringing
Exquisitely stinging
My soul and my words fall away;
These moments distorting
This vision I'm caught in
This trap of such mad disarray -
Come the day...
Come the day
Come the day you do not turn away,
That you stay...
..from dreams I dance and drown within
and make a sainthood of my sin
embodying feigned memories
of love you deign to offer me
and pathways walked in other times
come to me now truly mine,
as shadows cast now come to be -
but these are sights I'll never see;
You're all the things I'm not
to be.
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