Bad Dreams And Backward Screams

i'm having sex with your ghost
while you're still alive
i doubt you'll notice..
touching your invisible thigh

it's dark, you feel cold
i surround you like plated gold
creeping up behind your neck
beside you in your bed

bad dreams and backward screams
turn around in the ice blue scenes
underwater with the seaweed
they'll never find you or me

colder you get, making me/you so want
and me/you don't understand
i'm inside, all inside out
burn beneath the white hot sand

take my hand, pull me down deep
i glow green into your sleep
touching you for the very last time
then we're gone, air into the sky

bad dreams and backward screams
turn around in the ice blue scenes
underwater with the seaweed
they'll never find you or me

eyes closed underwater end time
slide inside this ghost of mine
turn as thin as pieces of paper
we're returning into vapour

feel the shadows across the streets
no longer needing the human meat
we're the shapes inside your mind
we don't exist forever in time

bad dreams and backward screams
turn around in the ice blue scenes
underwater with the seaweed
they'll never find you or me