I dreamt of dying in a lover's arms
Smiling of victory for
A life lived of wanting all the right things
And fearing all the true ones
So I whispered my dreams to the heavens
As I lay and watched, others lay and listened
And they came to me with eyes blazing
of promises that tempted my hunger
and offered solace from the dark of imagination
I took the hand offered and followed
so eagerly, so hopefully, so desolately
The journey was long and I was not strong
The hand slipped from mine and I clasped at air
My legs quivered and my knees gave way
and as I fell I saw more of my kind
lying there defeated, fooled
They shifted and groaned but could not rise
I shifted and groaned but could not rise
And upon these roads of the nameless they stepped
on dreams for the sake of dreams
So with a dusty tired tongue
I called out to them so desparately
with their boots upon my spine
these roads go nowhere, you waste my pain
And they answered my call
There's nothing to tarry for
Close your ears to them
these liars, these story-tellers
the dreams that they whisper seem so sweet
they will clog your heart till it bursts of ache
Wait! Wait! Breathe! It'll all be over soon
Dream of dying in a lover's arms
And pray yourself fool enough to believe it so
Do not face their eyes
Do not whisper back
These liars, these story-tellers
Are all that will find you
for no one else is searching
