The lambs are dancing in a pattern likenthe swallows on the surface of the seanIn the outmost layers of the outer sky,nblank faces appear and adress mennIf this isn't a nightmareni'm not sure why i'm herenWhere were you tonight?nI had to waste away without younnThe lambs, they are illuminated likenthey are obscured by the shadow of the earthnOut of reach for my eyes now, i'm trying to get to the sunnfor every second it's worthnnIf this isn't a nightmareni'm not sure why i'm herenWhere were you tonight?nI had to waste away without you