Do we see the world with eyes alone?
Here it feels like there's a house that I've always known,
So certain that something reminds me,
Of a place and time that were only in my dreams.
Will I leave the world once for all?
Or could the river light hold the ghosts of what came before?
So certain that something reminds me,
Of a place and time that were always in my dreams
.
Is the real world ever known?
Here it feels like I'm an exile who's coming home,
So certain that something reminds me,
Of a place and time that were always in my dreams.
