The Thousands Silent Dreams

In the hush where the streetlights blur

I keep hearing the names of the days we were

Dust on the window, smoke in the seams

Still the night is full of style and dreams

I reach for a spark that won't stay still

A pulse in the dark, a tremor in the hill

Every shadow learns my shape

Every memory slips away

A thousand silent dreams

Choose like rain through broken beams

I hold them close, then ripped and fall

Still they call, still they call

Their thousand silent dreams

Like a tide beneath the seams

They pull me in, they call me through

'Til the dark turns blue

I walked past the mirror, didn't know my face

Carried your echo to a quieter place

Saint as a song on a radio beam

You live inside these silent dreams

And the ceiling glows and the cold wind sings

A thin white line around everything

If I wake let the night remain

I know you're alive in the afterglow rain

Thousand silent dreams

Drift like rain through broken beams

I hold them close then let them fall

Still they call, still they call

The thousand silent dreams

Like a tide beneath the seams

They pull me out, they pull me through

'Til the dark turns blue

Hush now, hush now

Let the night complete

All the things we lost and only keep