Wild dreams bring us fear
For they show what we could be
Not there neither here
Are we real
Daylight slowly fades
The moon pours silk on the blind street
Soundless serenade
We sing of the things that we don't know
Wild fears make us dream
Until it all becomes real
I'll look to the moon
That's not there
In need of the truth
We crave for the things that we don't know