You're too cold to touch
And I'm falling endlessly
Into the arms of a dream
Where we're dancing.
And I'm falling in love, it's a nightmare — this dancehall is more like a Halloween party.
"I see you" —
Only the green trees at the window could say.
There are no stars,
Only the moon's smile jumps down and up to the cosmos.
The night is black as is the raven,
In its dirty teeth I see dark shadows,
They're walking closer and closer to my home.
I take my old pillow
And beg it could eat my soul,
forgive me for all the tears I shed and kill me,
Because I am afraid of the world
Cold dream
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