"Extraordinarily pretty." So says music maven, self-professed music geek, and Fluence curator, Alan Cross!
"Another beauty by DavidNyro!" Gina French, singer-songwriter and Early True Believer.
In my dreams, she still loves me. In HER dreams, she still loves me...
But, of course, only in my dreams. That's the price one pays for falling in love with a very conditional lover.
Wrote this song from a deeply suffering place. Always a great place to create art, right?
Dreamy, lush, atmospheric, wistful, sad, beautiful, we hope.
Beck's "Morning Phase" was a touchstone.
Thanks for listening.
Lyrics
Dreams
© 2016 by David Nyro
Oh, you say you’re tired
of waiting on me.
Waiting, in your tower,
for me to awaken and see
Two years you petitioned, positioned, hopefully.
Hope flew out the window, long ago.
The hardest mountain
is the one we must climb
If we’re to find out
what we’re made of
The deepest ocean is the one
that hides inside.
We must face our BathysFEAR,
before we disappear!
Oh, I feel you in my dreams
Oh, I reach you in my dreams
Oh, you love me in my dreams
Oh, you say you’re leaving me,
I’m to blame
Because you never felt
you were the chosen one
But therein lies the crushing irony;
it’s you who did the choosing,
choosing not to see
Oh Oh Oh Oh
The hardest mountain is the one we must climb,
If we’re to find out what we’re made of
The deepest ocean is the one
that hides inside.
We must face our BathysFEAR,
before we disappear!
Oh, I feel you in my dreams
Oh, I reach you in my dreams
Oh, you love me in my dreams
Oh, I feel you in my dreams
Oh, I reach you in my dreams
Oh, you love me in your dreams
you love me in your dreams
A h h A h h A h h
Ahhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh