ALBUM REVIEW: Dreamwell – In My Saddest Dreams, I Am Beside You
Let my love into your heart. Give it a warm place to die.
Let my love into your heart. Give it a warm place to die.
Flood of brick mortar rule the rest.
It’s not enough to say the words.
The depth of your voice is all we need.
We wilt, we rot / we decay as we’re forgot
Maybe there’s a specter in my veins.
Piled up clothes of those we lost, frail barricades for frail fates.
Pockets full of puddled blood.
Looking across the universal hallway