Lady in the Dream Haze — dbuck

She rides a serpent made of smoke,
Breathing colors the moonlight spoke.
Oceans curl inside her eyes,
Dripping suns from painted skies.

Chorus

Lady in the dream haze, drifting through my mind,
Your shadow tastes of honey, your voice is tangled vines.
Floating where the planets hum in a cosmic stream,
I’m falling into you, lady in the dream.

Verse 2

Her hair’s a river, slow and wide,
Carrying ghosts on a velvet tide.
Mountains bend and flowers sigh,
As she stitches holes in the sky.

Chorus

Lady in the dream haze, drifting through my mind,
Your shadow tastes of honey, your voice is tangled vines.
Floating where the planets hum in a cosmic stream,
I’m falling into you, lady in the dream.

Bridge

Silver trees breathe firelight,
Mirrors melt into the night.
Every step she takes, the stars rearrange,
In her world, even the laws of time are strange.