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Lucid Dreaming (Glassfolk version)

V5.5

[verse 1] Your heart keeps turning inward, So I let the evening drift, Something in the room feels different, Like a memory slightly misplaced. The bed is calling softly, The window hums with rain, I close my eyes to find you, Though I never know your name. [instrumental drift] [Granular piano, distant synth choir, worn tape hiss] [verse 2] You look across the darkness, Say, "Maybe we can stay." Not somewhere new or distant, Just somewhere we forgot. When sleep begins to gather, I hold the shape of you, Afraid that when the morning comes The outline won't come through. [pre-chorus] Putting words inside my mouth, Old phrases I almost knew, Every sentence feels familiar, Though none of them belong to you. [echo] dream... dream... dream... [chorus] Baby, we're lucid dreaming, Half-awake and disappearing, Floating through a life We almost recognized. Lucid dreaming, Nothing needs a meaning, Just the feeling That you were here beside me. Lucid dreaming, The picture keeps dissolving, Yet I keep following The warmth you leave behind. [verse 3] Living and surviving, Different versions of the same, Missing calls from yesterday, Forgetting who to blame. Hungry for a future, Held together by a thread, The life I thought was distant Keeps unfolding in my head. [pre-chorus] Putting words inside my mouth, Turning silence into song, You feel closer in the static Than you've felt all along. [chorus] Baby, we're lucid dreaming, Half-awake and disappearing, Floating through a life We almost recognized. Lucid dreaming, Nothing needs a meaning, Just the feeling That you were here beside me. [bridge] I'm living, Or maybe remembering. Trying to hold What was already leaving. You say, "Stay a little longer." I wake before the answer. [final chorus] Baby, we're lucid dreaming, The room is slowly clearing, Your voice remains A second after it's gone. Lucid dreaming, Still softly repeating, Like an old recording Wearing itself thin. Lucid dreaming... Lucid dreaming... [fade] [Piano fragments. Tape flutter. A distant breath. No resolution.]