On my way I’m collecting stories A good idea, I can’t ignore it
I write it down when I’m alone
I build and build
I shrink and grow
And without a doubt something arises I fall in love or I despise it
I tell, I sell
It’s my production
I’m always under reconstruction
This is a reverie
The world is a treasury
I feed on memories and change my identity
This is a reverie
The world is a treasury
I feed on memories and turn them into my identity
So when I tell you I’ll keep your secret When you pour your heart out
I truly mean it, but
The things you say change my perspective That’s what it means to be connected
This is a reverie
The world is a treasury
I feed on memories and change my identity
This is a reverie
The world is a treasury
I feed on memories and turn them into my identity
I feed on memories I feed on
I feed on memories
I feed on memories (and now I kiss your tears away) I feed on memories (remember every word you say) This is a reverie (I put our feelings on display)
This is a reverie
