Dream Song

I am the half-light on the bay
I am a nameless autumn day
I am a song that’s never sung
I am a door slammed shut
I am a city made of smoke
I am the fear when you’re alone
I am a bell that’s never rung
I am flat out of luck

Is this what you want?
Is this what you want?
Does this moment feel familiar?

I am the snow between your brakes
I am the sound your silence makes
I am a dream you can’t recall
I am a warning sign
I am the name upon your tongue
I am a voice from kingdom come
I am the tree before the Fall
I am a lost coastline

Is this what you want?
Am I what you want?

I am the half-light on the bay
I am a nameless autumn day
I am a song that’s never sung
I am a door slammed shut
I am a city made of smoke
I am the fear when you’re alone
I am a bell that’s never rung
I am flat out of luck

Is this what you want?
Is this what you want?

(Never going to make it back home.)