TagPeter Gabriel

To the darkness within me. Looking down on empty streets, all she can seeAre the dreams all made solidAre the dreams all made real All of the buildings, all of those carsWere once just a dreamIn somebody’s head She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steamShe pictures a soulWith no leak at the seam Lets take the boat outWait until darknessLet’s take the boat outWait until...