Attics of My Life - Angel Olsen

In the attics of my life

Full of cloudy dreams unreal

Full of tastes no tongue can know

And lights no eye can see

When there was no ear to hear

You sang to me

I have spent my life

Seeking all that’s still unsung

Bent my ear to hear the tune

And closed my eyes to see

When there were no strings to play

You played to me

In the book of love’s own dream

Where all the print is blood

Where all the pages are my days

And all my lights grow old

When I had no wings to fly

You flew to me

You

Flew

To me

In the secret space of dreams

Where I dreaming lay amazed

When the secrets all are told

And the petals all unfold

When there was no dream of mine

You dreamed of me