Volumes - Wormholes (The Concept of Dreaming, EP) | Текст песни

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Where will I end up tonight?
Maybe that house again
Maybe the city by the lake

Because when i'm
I'm just sleeping
I'm fast to escape
Relate to feelings in mind

This has been...
This has been a collection
I have made
Wormholes connecting me through ages
I thought that you would have met me there
Well I was wrong I was deceived
To believe it now I know it's not real

Grab a hold of me
As I'm falling
Right back where I started from

Do I know you?
Do you know me?
I thought I heard you say
Meet me down by the lake

This has been
A collection that I have made
Wormholes connecting me
Through the ages

Because when I dream of you
In that house we're in
In here with all these fears
Lie down and wait for me to grow old
Oh, oh sweet child
I recognize your face
From somewhere
I guess I have seen before

I knew it then i'm
Back inside my apartment
Watching TV
Self loathing, chained up on my couch
I'm listening

Cause now i'm so far from home
Sir can I ask you something
How the fuck do I get home