standing in a dream
weaving through the crowded streets
leaving you again endlessly
the choir disappears
and voices in your head appear
leading you again endlessly
if the armies of her soul
take you by surprise and flee
leaving you again endlessly
and the darkships of her eyes
surrender to you suddenly
leading you again endlessly
standing in a street
the line beneath the falling leaves
leading her again endlessly
and of all the stars above
only one reminds her of
leaving you again endlessly