Wooden floors
Wooden floors whisper
And they creak
Under your sockless feet
A secret door
A door undiscovered
You knock so gently
In case you're heard
A record plays
A song that you've not heard
It is perfect
It is home
Everything
Now everything's different
It is sweeter
On your tongue
Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream
The engine's more a sigh than a scream
Your ghosts look more like angels from there
The coast comes like a raft of warm air
Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream
The engine's more a sigh than a scream
Your ghosts look more like angels from there
The coast comes like a raft of warm air
A symphony
Slow music of longing
Plays in movements
Inside your head
There are no ghosts
No ghosts that can shake you
Like they used to
Anymore
Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream
The engine's more a sigh than a scream
Your ghosts look more like angels from there
The coast comes like a raft of warm air
You can see the road ahead in your dream
The engine's more a sigh than a scream
Your ghosts look more like angels from there
The coast comes like a raft of warm air
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get
If this is all you ever asked for
Then this is all you'll get.
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