In Dreams from Little Mazarn by Little Mazarn

Cover me in stars, tuck in my arms,
I'm in the cockpit, I won't try to stop it.
My feet will leave the ground.
I've finally found the way out

In dreams, in dream I can talk to you, dreams.
In dreams, in dreams you are listening, dreams.

Thinking back on Arkansas,
sitting on the countertop,
a midnight visitation.
We knew who it was,
someone who'd left us recently.

And do you believe that gone's really gone?
Or can you send a message back to the ones you love,
in dreams?

In dreams, in dream I can talk to you, dreams.
In dreams, in dreams you are listening, dreams.

And how long has it been,
since I sang the third on Promised Land?
It keeps things real for me in strange society,
I'm not the only one.

And there's nothing else to do,
but sit across from you,
talking on the phones.

I wish I had been there when things got you down
and time took her hands and spangled you with mica

In dreams, in dream I can talk to you, dreams.
In dreams, in dreams you are listening, dreams.

• Experimental
• Folk
• austin
• dreamy
• lo-fi indie folk
• singing saw
• Austin