Texty: Stuart Davis. Kid Mystic. Kaleidoscope.

A silhouette, I focus out
Delicate ear, I am a shout
The cadence of a slow, deep breath
I never pause to fill my chest
A patient dream that wants to rise
I will not close more than one eye

Whatever rhythm I begin
there is another joining in
a Dream that wants to rise
I will not close mere than one eye

Shadows pulse to draw the spark
an arm of fire feels for dark
Threads of light arrange to rope
frames combine kaleidoscope
Sleep decides it will unfold
but fear designs an awkward hold

Whatever rhythm I begin
there is another joining in
but Sleep cannot unfold
fear designs an awkward hold

The patient Dream wants to rise
I will not close more than one eye
Sleep decides it will unfold
fear designs an awkward hold

Whatever rhythm I begin
there is another joining in
there is another joining in
Whatever rhythm I begin