Seam Song by Kiran Leonard Lyrics

I had a dream about this once:
We were in my old house
How the wind was whistling!
In gales
That ran like scales
Through the rafters of the building;
A storm of such force
That a willow could be walking
Yeah, that a willow could be walking
Through the long grass outside
And through the black outside—

Not like the warm night in my bedroom
Through it, you and me were whispering
Songs of fondness unremembered;
Quiet movements that would thaw us
Made sure the weather would not swallow us
Drifting in
Float
Away
Drift towards you—
And away
For just a beat too long
And thе silence we had took for awning
Encroachеd our borders without warning
And we sank into oblivion
Yeah, we disappeared into that ocean

—and the willows that were walking
They stopped their ceaseless motion—

And the covers, and our bodies
Silent and unseen
The skin and the seams
Were the evaporating fiction
Of dreams
The evaporating fiction
Of dreams—