The Guilty Ones

Something started crazy Sweet and unknown Something you keep in a box on the street Now it's longing for a home And you can say what dreams are Making time to be lonely and sad You could say what we are Now this is the season for dreaming But now our bodies are the guilty ones Who touch and color the hours Night won't breathe, oh, how we Fall in silence from the sky And whisper some silver reply Pulses gone and racing All fits and starts Window by window you try and look into This brave new you, that you are And you can say what dreams are Wake me in time to be out in the cold And who can say what we are This is the reason for dreaming And now our bodies are the guilty ones Our touch will fill every eye Huge and dark, all our hearts Will murmur the blues from on high And whisper some silver reply And now our bodies are the guilty ones Our touch will color the hours Night won't breathe, oh, how we Fall in silence from the sky And whisper some silver reply And now our bodies are the guilty ones