Curtain Dream

At the end of the day,
In the cold of the night,
When the branch breaks i fall
To the floor of the world.

I scream like a child,
I scream for my wings.
I scream at the words
Making cheap what i feel.
I walk through my room
And i kick down the walls.
I lie on the bed
And feel there's nothing left but doubt.

In the cold of the night
I will show you my wounds.
Only then can i say to you
"spread your dreams under me, my love".
I dream of this bridge,
I dream of these trees,
I burn in these flames,
That i'll never understand.
I walk through my room
And i kick down the chairs.
I've opened my eyes
And seen there's nothing left but doubt.