Paroles de Soft Embalmer Of The Still Midnight

Shutting with careful fingers Our gloom-pleased eyes To walk through gardens of delight We'll live in our dreams This night, we'll live our dreams Our secrets will be sung They slip away from your lips Into the sweating midnight air You make our dreamscape Feel like falling Falling from the highest mountain Into a valley of green, soft leaves Gliding through this passing day Enshaded in forgetfulness We create our ideal world Banished is the rage of yesterday Dawn falls for the morning to shine Awake, new-born, you fade away... ...for another day...