He
Is one of them it seems
He
Doesn't want to walk between the dreaming
There, another wash, another flow, another ceasing
Convince myself again that solitude is fleeting
Find my body buried beneath the Black Oak
My entrails wrapped around the knots
Where my body lies broken
Broken, broken
Find my body buried!
Find my body buried!
In your slumber, in your breath
Embrace the moon with your teachings
Redefine another death,
Another song, another preaching
Redefine me as I'm flying
Towards the sounds of your sleeping
Hypnotize me
As I'm crying for your warm heart's beating and
Ahh-ahh-ahhhhh
Ahh-ahh-ahhhhh
Ahh-ahh-ahhhhh
Ahh-ahh-ahhhhh