Read a story from your sleep
You'll tell me everything I need to know
Turn in thread into a verse
We sit and watch the Fall return to earth
Quietly as autumn comes
The days are getting shorter
One by one
Waiting here for you
Spinning on a shelf
I'm wasting my time waiting for myself
Hide my hands behind my back
My fingertips, they hold a secret
I have to hold it lightly though
Be very careful not to break it
I'm holding on to something lost
I should just let go and move on
When I'm fast asleep
It flutters in my palm
And by the time I wake up it is gone
Slips away, slips away
Slips away, slips away
Slips away, slips away
Slips away, slips away
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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