Wooden floors

Wooden floors whisper

And they creak

Under your sockless feet

A secret door

A door undiscovered

You knock so gently

In case you're heard

A record plays

A song that you've not heard

It is perfect

It is home

Everything

Now everything's different

It is sweeter

On your tongue

Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream

The engine's more a sigh than a scream

Your ghosts look more like angels from there

The coast comes like a raft of warm air

Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream

The engine's more a sigh than a scream

Your ghosts look more like angels from there

The coast comes like a raft of warm air

A symphony

Slow music of longing

Plays in movements

Inside your head

There are no ghosts

No ghosts that can shake you

Like they used to

Anymore

Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream

The engine's more a sigh than a scream

Your ghosts look more like angels from there

The coast comes like a raft of warm air

You can see the road ahead in your dream

The engine's more a sigh than a scream

Your ghosts look more like angels from there

The coast comes like a raft of warm air

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get

If this is all you ever asked for

Then this is all you'll get