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Artistseamless collage: Is it cloak and dagger? Could it be spring or fall? I walk without a cut through a stained-glass wall, Spare a little candle, save some light for me, Figures up ahead, movin' in the trees, White skin in linen, perfume on my wrist, And the full moon that hangs over, These dreams in the mist, Darkness on the edge, shadows where I stand, I search for the time on a watch with no hands, I want to see you clearly, come closer than this, But all I remember are the dreams in the mist, These dreams go on when I close my eyes, Every second of the night I live another life, These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside, Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away (the further I'm away). Lyrics from These Dreams, by Heart
A colorful, mystical forest with a full moon, a cloaked figure, vibrant stained glass trees, and ghostly figures in the distance.