Faith and the Muse
In Dreams of Mine
Soft in essence purity, came to me in blissful dreams
And bade me follow sleepily to sights we few have never seen
I dropped down to join her view, I fit quite well her feline saunter
Rings and echos past we two, a sing-song call did beckon her

And with her heart she looked at me
Saw me as a fellow being
It seems she was about to speak
Of other worlds and times

Further on we made our way, towards a bright and shining chamber
Where others greeted gracefully and bowed to her with royal charm
And then the group began to dance, to a distant melody
And when I did awake at last, she lay sleeping next to me

And with her heart she looked at me
Saw me as a fellow being
It seems she about to speak
Of other worlds and times

And in her eyes I gaze forever, it's the deepest understanding
Of a long forgotten queen, in these dreams of mine

And I have often pondered who she may really be
The soul of someone once close to me, in these dreams of mine
In these dreams of mine, in these dreams of mine