Dreamweaver, catching dreams

Dreamcatcher, weaving seams

Seamstress of a mystic time

Mistress of a seamless mind

The city’s sleeping so I lie

Alone without a sense of time

I gather dreams that start to rise

In synaptic fireflies

My towers catch the dark that stirs

And in their walls I weave your world

A chosen haven for a girl

Creating her life’s work

You dream a legend so I start

To weave a hero in my art

As I unpick the final dart

From his embroidered heart

He stands and walks away for me

I see that he’s the best I’d be

Woven perfection from a dream

Breath hemmed into the seam

Dreamweaver, catching dreams

Dreamcatcher, weaving seams

Seamstress of a mystic time

Mistress of a seamless mind

And so this so-called curse can cease

As I become my masterpiece

Step through the mirrored history

Into the tapestry

Let clouds bow let the thunder cry

Let diamond rain ignite my eyes

This woven boat in which I lie

Carries me on the tide

And as I leave I sing goodbye

Draw near and fear not this is I

The seamstress of a mystic land

The lady of a seamless mind

Dreamweaver