Folding Paper Dreams

Coming to the end
Of this lucid dream
Void of sound
Near the shore
In every place you call «home»
I will be there with you
And every time you face your ghosts
I will fight them with you
Whenever they come
Maybe I’m just in your mind
My way to be with you
Maybe the light of the day
My way to warm your skin
Maybe it’s just in my mind
My way to be with you
After all this pain
Maybe this light of the day
Makes me feel I’m with you
To let go what we were
Folding paper dreams
What is left of us
Still resound
Folding paper dreams
What is left of us
Still resound
Everywhere
We suffer for a reason
We both believe we’re roaming on our own
A broken mechanism
We walk two different paths of the same road
Maybe I’m just in your mind
My way to be with you
Maybe the light of the day
My way to warm your skin
Maybe it’s just in my mind
My way to be with you
After all this pain
Maybe this light of the day
Makes me feel I’m with you
To let go what we were
Folding paper dreams
What is left of us
Still resound