From The Annexe

Lyrics

MYSTICAL WEAVERS

You turn the pages into the darkness
Down where the horror grows
You walk high, high on a mountain
Where nobody ever goes
Some days you go back and remember
How things used to be
But then tomorrow you walk in a land
Where only the prophets have seen

You take the hand, the hand of the dreamer
And walk into his mind
And there you come out into the sunshine
Etched on every line
Some days it seems you’ve never been here and now
Where we all are
You’re in a world, somebody elses’ world
Is in your heart

Mystical weavers spin your webs
Make your dreams reality
Is there a place where we can go
Take me out of here

I met a man with a broken sword
Who came to save the world
I walked the sands and rode Shai-Hulud
Chani was my girl
And though I know just where I am
I feel that I’m not home
I’m on a boat sailing on a river
Endlessly it flows

Mystical weavers spin your webs
Make your dreams reality
Is there a place where we can go
Take me out of here

Mystical weavers spin your webs
Make your dreams reality
Is there a place where we can go
Take me out of here