Once One - Warm Ghost

I left tonight like smoke through a north-faced window

Into the street below

Unable to shake the rub of the noises that keep me up

I’m leaving before the sun can choose to wake me up

Three stars in the sky are not enough

My eyes have sought and trapped the drift in the trees I pass

And memory fades so fast

Unable to shake the rub of the noises that keep me up

I’m leaving before the sun can choose to wake me up

Three stars in the sky are not enough

I am a dream ~ I am a dream ~ I am a dream

I can’t get home ~ can’t get back home ~ can’t get home

The night is systemic

A slow dance is the motor of time

And time is of memory

I am a memory myself

The mind is systemic

A vaudeville stage in the radiant sky

Time is a motor

I am a motor as well

The night is systemic

When you’re a somnambulist

And time is of memory

I am a memory myself