These dreams In your dreams do I exist? Because you do in mine Am I visible through the mist And the smell of turpentine? What do your dreams consist of? 1
For those who passed too quickly for those who passed too quickly Taken all too swiftly Shall forever live on as ghosts Amongst memories and music notes Remembering rainy days and rainbow
Upon a hollow brook Sat upon a hollow brook Underneath the sky In between the pine trees Under watchful eye Sat here was a creature
Dans la nuit te In the nighttime you will find Egos who are friends of mine In the shadows you will see The ones who’ are the death of me Sometimes when the night has come