In the waking moments.
Flowing through the day.
Tiny, itty fragments
Pop in along the way.
Ghosts of dreams
From the night before;
Tall, long trees,
Love galore,
Open spaces,
Staircases,
Messages in between.
Walking with the ghosts of our dreams.
In the waking moments.
Flowing through the day.
Tiny, itty fragments
Pop in along the way.
Ghosts of dreams
From the night before;
Tall, long trees,
Love galore,
Open spaces,
Staircases,
Messages in between.
Walking with the ghosts of our dreams.
