The Guilty Ones

Somethings started crazy

Sweet and unknown

Something you keep

In a box on the street

Now its longing for a home

And who can say what dreams are?

Wake me in time to be lonely and sad

And who can say what we are?

This is the season for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones

Who touch

And color the hours

Night wont breathe

Oh how we

Fall into silence from the sky

And whisper some silver reply

Pulse is gone and racing

All fits and starts

Window by window

You try and look into

This brave new you that you are

And who can say what dreams are?

Wake me in time to be out in the cold

And who can say what we are?

This is the reason for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones

Our touch

Will fill every hour

Huge and dark

Oh our hearts

Will murmur the blues from on high

Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones

Our touch

Will color hours

Night wont breathe

Oh how we

Fall in silence from the sky

Then whisper some silver reply