Washes Over Me

Hauntingly beautiful
Serenely calm

That’s the state of your heart
When mine’s in alarm
Oh, how do you do it
‘Cos when I’m going thru it
‘N this world seems cold ‘n mean
When I come up for air
I see you standin’ there
Tellin’ me reality’s nothin’ more than a wakin’ dream

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