Part One: Discovery
from We Dream In Blue by Foxfire
lyrics
(Friend:)
I had a dream, my friend, that you died
The waves in the sea had swallowed you alive
They found your body washed up on the shore
Your mother was there, but she didn't say a word
The priest had said you fought a good fight
Then we all walked into the loneliness of night
A shadow that hid in the darkness said
(Ghost:)
"Don't ignore the little voice in your head
The salt in my lungs won't bring you peace
So won't you quit thinking of me?"
(Friend:)
I wish I could
I had a dream, my friend, that you died
The waves in the sea had swallowed you alive
They found your body washed up on the shore
Your mother was there, but she didn't say a word
The priest had said you fought a good fight
Then we all walked into the loneliness of night
A shadow that hid in the darkness said
(Ghost:)
"Don't ignore the little voice in your head
The salt in my lungs won't bring you peace
So won't you quit thinking of me?"
(Friend:)
I wish I could
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from We Dream In Blue,
released January 3, 2015
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