Wake Forest

Move slow, soft footsteps through the hall
I hate to wake you
And you’ve been listening for a sound
To tell you what you should do
I can’t let you off this ride, I can’t get inside your mind
Your dreams are wonderful, your dreams are never-ending
You can’t open up your eyes, you can’t imagine real life
Your dreams are so bizarre, your dreams are terrifying
Move slow, soft footsteps through the hall
I hate to wake you
And you’ve been listening for a sound
So this is where we go take it backwards
I need to go and think of them
All I need to hear is their words
But they’re gone again