24 Frames

Feel an echo of a voice you used to know
Open curtain, emotion rather slow
What do you see, what do you see
Only shadows in a missing picture show
All of your flowers fade to fake
After the dream you are awake
In some kind of strange life
Someone to hold the hands of time
Twenty-four frames go by
In a second, every thread you’ll never sew
Now a vision opened as it closed
What did you see, what did you see
For a moment, another hour seemed to glow
Twenty-four flowers rearranged
After the dream you are awake
In some kind of strange life
Someone to hold the hands of time
Twenty-four frames go by
Twenty-four flowers blow away
After the dream you are awake
In some kind of strange life
Someone to move the hands of time
Twenty-four frames go by