May I lead you away to a silver day pa**ing All your thought are there May I drown your belief in a blue water chasm You can taste the air [Chorus] Memories grow like scarlet poppies On a silver quilted shore Melting in the moment you adore Through the filtered remains Of a picture show past life
Chosen moments play Through a rose colored lens That you look with your eyes closed You recount your days Leave the golden threads bare Leave the past born and naked - Pulsing like the moon Not the ghost of day But just one chosen moment Screaming through the room