These Living Dreams – Dan Bern – letras

Subtle change in the airTrees are differentSomething different, can’t describeBirds are whistlingSomething that they used to singWay back, who knows whenOr maybe you’re just looking at meLike you used to look at me againMaybe I am a ghostAnd I’m the only one that hasn’tBeen informed, long agoThat I’m some long-dead protoplasmBut something calls me back tonightTo the land of living menOr maybe you’re just looking at meLike you used to look at me againThese living dreamsI singThese living dreamsI singSubtle change, like the cloudsSoft clouds floating byLittle breeze takes me alongMy soul can’t help but flyOut across the mountains whereThe sunrise never endsOr maybe you’re just looking at meLike you used to look at meMaybe you’re just looking at meLike you used to look at me againThese living dreamsI singThese living dreamsI sing