An Occasional Dream (2019 Mix)

I recall how we lived

On the corner of a bed

And we'd speak of the Swedish room

Of hessian and wood

And we'd talk with our eyes

Of the sweetness in our lives

And tomorrows of rich surprise

Some things we could do

In our madness

We burnt one hundred days

Time takes time to pass

And I still hold some ashes to me

An Occasional Dream

And we'd sleep oh so close

But not really close our eyes

Tween the sheets of summer bathed in blue

Gently weeping nights

It was long long ago

And I still can't touch your name

For the days of fate were strong for you

Danced you far from me

In my madness

I see your face in mine

I keep a photograph

It burns my wall with time

Time

An Occasional Dream

Of mine

An Occasional Dream

Of mine

An Occasional Dream

Of mine