Old Lost John: Music

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Recorded live at Roda Rummet, Betlehemskyrkan, December 1, 2005.

AS WE DO IN DREAMS

The foghorn is moaning
As the mist is rolling in
The liqour is smooth like silk
Like her touch upon my skin
Strange as it seems
We never get as close
As we do in dreams

I've a soft side for drinking
And sleeping late into the day
For the shimmer the night brings
And the lanterns in the bay
And strange as it seems etc.

I keep a dreamer's diary
In the pocket of my coat
Closest to my heart
Like some travelling poet
And strange as it seems etc.

Sometimes I get a feeling
There's another world behind
Coming through like errant memories
Sending shivers up my spine
And strange as it seems etc.

Though it seems like yesterday sometimes
The first time that we met
I know we've come a long way
But it ain't over yet
And strange as it seems etc.

Time will always have it's own way
Of adding colours to the past
And memory's just a firefly
'Neath a sky that's overcast
And strange as it seems etc.

It's getting crowded in here
And outside it's getting dark
I think I'll finish my drink
And go for an evening walk
And strange as it seems etc.

(Copyright 2004 Tomas Thunberg)