Ether

The day is dead, the dream is done. I wake up with the setting sun. I know it's real, but it's not true. I touch the ground and think of you. But there's something I can feel When the world turns into ether. Oh, there's something I can feel. I'm feeling something sweet as any love. A box of books, a box of blue. The moving boxes fill the room. Pack up this life, it isn't mine. There isn't space, there isn't time. But there's something I can feel When the world turns into ether. Oh, there's something I can feel. I'm feeling something sweet as any love. But there's something I can feel when the world Turns into ether. Oh, there's something I can feel. I'm feeling something sweet as any love