Once I had a dream I was falling from the sky.
Coming down like running water passing by myself alight.
In the morning, I would wake to the sound of summer falls.
Like little whispers through the signs.
I’m moving through the dark of a long black night.
And I’m looking at the moon and the light it shines.
But I’m thinking of a place and it feels so very real.
Oh, it was so full of love!
Come and take my hand, babe. There’s a turn in the road that we’ve been taking.
Let it set you free. ‘Cause there’s a rhythm in the way that we’ve been moving.
Yeah, there’s a darkness over there, but we ain’t going.
See it through through my eyes. Walk me to the water hold my hand and something turns to me.
Love me every night. Drown me in the water. Hold my hand and there’s something turning me.
See it through my eyes love me like no other.
And hold my hand and something turns to me and turns me into you.
Lead me through the light pull me from the water.
Hold my hand and something turns to me, turns me into you.
Just see it through my eyes, love me like no other.
Hold my hand and something turns to me. Turns me into you, turn in me, into you.
“Thinking Of A Place” by The War on Drugs.