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The woman was a dream I had |
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Though rather hard to keep |
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for when my eyes were watching hers |
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They closed, |
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And I was still asleep. |
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For when my hand was holding hers |
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She whispered words and I awoke |
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And faintly bouncing around the room |
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The echo of whomever spoke |
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I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room |
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the echo of whomever spoke. |
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The place I saw was far beneath |
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The surface of the sea |
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My sight was poor |
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But I was sure |
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The sirens sang their songs for me |
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They dance above me as I sink |
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I see them through a crystal haze |
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And hear them bouncing round the room |
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the never ending coral maze |
