Lletres: Illuminum. Old Fashioned.

Last night
A dream so real
A fire
Made our town kneel

And drops of water falling down
Were in the air and on the ground
But you won't see me here
But you won't see me here

Out of the woods
And over the hill
I saw the people stand still
Out of the woods
And out of reality
I took their hands
And helped them breathe

A frozen pond
Sat mirror still
And in its cold
I drank my fill

Run away
Run away from here

Out of the woods
And over to yours
I opened up the screen door
Out of the woods
And into yours
I took your hand and I helped you breathe

For all my kind but less than kin
If I had a home, I'd let you in

Run away
Run away