I dreamt I was a child holding a string into the sky Climbing it 'til I finally reached the other side A city of gold, a beautiful noise, a blanket of sound Covering me, pulling the sky into the ground I get carried away Please warm the blood inside my veins I stand on the air, hovering high over the earth I stare at the star as she is waiting to give birth You are the voice that I can hear, now I can see I am a photograph of who I used to be I get carried away Please warm the blood inside my veins