The Sliver

These dreams are lucid baby They hurt in every joint and bone The scene shifts, we drift into colours I fold maps, just wishing to hold you close And the city is so asleep and the body is awake (...) (And it's all nice, begin clean nights - and shadows are away) Even black marks These dreams are lucid baby Come home now, just let down your shoulders You know there's nothing to it Just two marks in the structures of our hands I've never seen such beauty It's there in pain, in agony There is just you believe me You blew my lines and wires alive