Once I had a dream that I was standing in Osaka
There was a geisha and a refugee
And deep down in her pocket was a tarnished silver 
locket
And a picture frame that had always been empty

She takes that refugee to town and keeps her eyes down 
on the ground
As if she's waiting for the earth to open up
And pull the geisha and that man into the cauldrons of 
Japan
Beneath the streets that only serve to keep the gravity 
at bay

She talks, I sleepwalk
And I did not hear a thing

Once I had this dream there were two starcrossed 
teenage lovers
Trying to keep their secret safe from everyone
Because if their parents ever learned this, they would 
slash and they would burn this
And everything they know would be undone

the teachers
As the marching band played Hail to the Team
It was the last game of the season, they were shaking, 
they were freezing
There was nothing but their bodies in between

She talks, I sleepwalk
And I did not hear a thing

Once I had this dream that I could see inside your mind
And all the mysteries unraveled like a thread
Once I had this dream that I could see inside my own 
mind
Past denial and the walls inside my head

And it all was making sense as I let go of my defenses
And I saw the world for what it really was
And I opened up my eyes to see the end of the disguise
But I went blind before I even saw a thing

She talks, I sleepwalk
And I did not hear a thing
She talks, I sleepwalk
And I did not hear a thing