All This Talk of Dreaming is Fine and Sweet... - Lex Land

Can’t you see

You’ve used my own key on me

Now I’m slowly dying

Right to left

When your sleeping

Deeply enough

Do you ever find me

In our rest

Cause reading your past tense feelings

Is making me a bit to melancholy

If you want to let it be

Then please just go your own way without me

La da da da

Da da, daa da, dadadaa

La da da da

Da da, daa da, dadada

If i were a card you could carry me

Face down and forgotten in your bag

But still as it stands

I’m only the most sadly sentimental play thing you have

I can’t fathom why this sounded quite so high

Only to cut me down

I can’t imagine any scenery with looking eyes

Without you lingering around

La da da da

Da da, daa da, dadadaa

La da da da

Da da, daa da, hmmm

Oooooooooooooo

Oooooooo

Oooooooooooooo

Oooooooooooo

All this talk of dreaming

Is fine aaand sweet..

All this talk of dreaming

Is fine aaand sweet..

When time comes for waking

Who’s face do you wish to see

The wolf running rampant

Or the gate keeper on his knees

La da da da

Da da, daa da, dadadaa

La da da da

Da da, daa da…