Rapid. Eye. Movement. Sleep.

I hear you
you are the voices whose sound I know
together we listen to the ghosts
'til I fall asleep

I see you
you are the creatures whose shape I know
together we watch the afterglow
'til I fall asleep

you're following me
where no one can go
to take what you need
from the depth of my soul

I still roam the forest
I wander through the mire
I'm dying to discover
the source that feeds your fire

I feel you
you are the hands whose grasp I know
together we touch the dying oaks
'til I fall asleep

I still roam the forest
I wander through the mire
I'm dying to discover
the source that feeds your fire