Slow

I woke with a dreamlike desire to go

And tell you what I saw

There's a dreamlike desire-shaped door

Then everything goes slow

No smoke, without potions and fire I'm sure

It won't be long at all

Til the dreamlike desire takes hold

Then everything goes slow

Once more, I forgot what I came here for

It won't be long at all

Til the dreamlike desire takes hold

Then everything goes slow