On The Dry Lake

Wound on
On the silence night
Your eyes closed
The tide of breath exhales
On the silence night
It creeps in
Dissolve the hours
Appease the nausea of time

Through all your pores
Who cradle the dead and their dreams
The breakers of your bones

The lake has dried up

There she said
Drained by the dust of blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of Sun
It's gone
This dream
It's gone
And I
I'm wandering here
As I wander in your dreams
Who cracks the day and their dreams
Why do you disappear every night?
Why do I prefer a shadow?

There she said
Drained by the dust of blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of Sun
It's gone
This dream
It's gone
And I
I'm wandering here
As I wander in your dreams

On the embers, the blackened kettle vibrates
I doze and dream again, you approach
You approach
Your face bends gently on your shoulder
And you speak
Tell me
Will you come?
Will you always come back?

And
From
From the depths of night
Over there
In the horizon
A rust
Rustling sound
A dull
A dull wave motion

There she said
Drained by the dust of blood
She lives, in dark home
Drained by the shade of Sun
It's gone
This dream
It's gone
And I
I'm wandering here
As I wander in your dreams