Mayfly
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In the dream the rain is ending
It is sixty-five degrees
It is very late September
There is yellow in the leaves of the trees
We are driving on a highway
There is no one else around
You are wearing a blue dress
You're looking down as you laugh out loud
Then suddenly in slow motion like a rowboat on wave
Losing all sense of direction
Wheels give out and we are falling sideways
But we are lucky
And the story is not over yet
Yes, we are lucky
And I must not forget
In the dream I am a singer
And I play a gray guitar
In some bar I don't remember
We have traveled here from very far
There are faces in the darkness
Not so many but enough
They sing the words as we sing them
My eyes are closed and you are looking up
Then maybe for half a second
My body lifts into the air
And I hover like a mayfly
When I look down, you are standing there
And we are lucky
And the song is not over yet
Yes, we are lucky
And I must not forget
In the dream we are old
And our hair has all gone gray
We are living in the same house
That we both woke up in today
You are wearing a blue dress
I am the making the same stupid jokes
It is early October
The days are warm but the nights are getting cold
And we are lucky
And the story is not over yet
Yes, we are lucky
And I must not, I must not, I must not forget