Two or Three Days Dirty

You invade my dreams every night
Sometimes you still love me
Other times dressed in white
Burning bright
Spotlight
I stand tall
like giants
Fall from beanstalks
Why now when the past should be nothing but that
The past
Ghosts running fingers through hair
Blowing candles out of windows
I worship at deaf alters
Pray to dead Gods
Every night you invade my dreams
Burning bright
Stage light
Never to love again
Fucking Hell