Ev'ry time you go to sleep, there’s a story I want you to know. It’s why you might wake somewhere over the rainbow you dunna remember going. I tried to take a picture picture— but the flesh blinded us both, With a lens cap on it's exposing nothing, a focus-ring on yesterday. I fell in love with you while you were asleep. I fell in love with you while you were sleeping. I fell in love with you while you were sleepwalkin'—moving through the dark We're just two signals passing through. And now, looking back, I’m thinking maybe— I was asleep too... The steps matched mine in a hallway that kept going. We drifted apart, Leaves leaning into tomorrow, chasing stories our dreams left behind in disarray... | I just want you to see it— even while we sleep. Even while the night pales Even while the light fails, even while we forget ourselves. | The story carries us through rooms we never thought we'd want to cross. to cross. the story carries us to room we never saw we'd have to cross. to cross. | Ev'ry sleep—a story. oh why do I need you to know: You might wake in the kitchen, Hands tasting the dark, Not knowing how you got there. I tried to take a few pictures— but the light did blind us both. A blank frame Stuck on yesterday, Focused on infinity. I fell in love—while you were asleep. I fell in love—while you were sleeping. I fell in love—while you were sleepwalkin'— movin' through the dark, Just a signal passin' through. Looking back now, I see Maybe—how it could really be the truth that I was asleep too. The footprints matching mine in a hallway that keeps growing. We'll drift together, Leaning into tomorrows leaves, Catching the parts of each other The world will toss away. I want you to see it— Even while we sleep, Even while the night proves it, Even while the light bruises corners we’ve already left, Even while we forget ourselves, | The story carries us through rooms we never knew we'd move to cross. to cross. the story carries us through rooms we never felt we'd hurt to cross. to cross. | House-breath surrounds us. I am matching your footprints Until I can’t tell Who owns who And who is the ghost. (the ghost.) — I want you to know I need you to know I just want you to see it— Even while we sleep, Even while the line between night and light bends karma back around, even while we confront our other selves in deep diffusion by cloud, I sound... Even while we forget each other and forgive ourselves, | The story carries us through rooms we'd never dreamt we'd dare to cross. to cross. The story carries us through rooms we'd never dreamt we'd ever dare to cross. but we'll cross. | i fell in love with love while i was asleep i fell in love with love while i was sleepin' i fell in love with love while i was sleepwalkin my way through my wakin' life. some interference passin' through, and you know now i can see that it's true how even when awake we're at best still half asleep, too... [End]
