I was once a wish
Once or twice a week
I was once a dream
Deep within my memory
Through the violent grass
Through the cloudy trees
You will live your life
Deep within my memory
Through the crowded streets
There’s a parade
And I’ll never know
Why it’s failing me
And as I fall
Deep into the waters
Rippling and soft
Take me down the river
Take me where it hurts
Disaffected people
They don’t speak the words
Lay me down to sleep
Lay me down to sleep
I was once a wish
Once or twice a week
I was once a dream
Deep within my memory
At the very end
With those lucid eyes
You will live and die
Deep within my memory
All of me
turns into most of me
And into some of me
And into none of me
As I turn into all of me
As I turn into most of me
As I turn into some of me
When I turn into none of me
And I turn into all of me
And I turn into most of me
And I turn into some of me
And I turn into none of me
And I turn into something new
Bright and beautiful, little things
They’ve been wallowing in my sleep
When I turn into none of me
Will I turn into light?
Will I Turn into light?
Will I Turn into light?
Will I Turn into light?
Will I turn into light?