Sketching Dreams

Sketching dreams over the edge of wonders
I’m standing in the dark
The waves are up high and so are we
Blissful pearls fading all over sea

Illusion’s the same, deep blue and gray
Blooming secrets in motion shades
Memories are the light feeding the pain
From late night shadows and human clay

And I do wonder, from all despairs
Shaping white lies in sacred whispers
Are we crumbling down to fill up our share
Staring at the sky, ain’t we all,
ain’t we all strangers

Your rumbling hallows are stretching visions
Sleepless mornings wrapped in yellow
Shameful brightness, purple ribbons
The skin is soft when love’s unsettled

Illusion’s the same, deep blue and gray
Blooming secrets in motion shades
Memories are the light feeding the pain
From late night shadows and human clay

And I do wonder, from all despairs
Shaping white lies in sacred whispers
Are we crumbling down to fill up our share
Are we crumbling down to fill up our share
Staring at the sky, ain’t we all,
ain’t we all strangers

Words: A. Foster
Music: A. Foster, B. Lemelin
Recorded at The Upper Room Studio