My little sister dreaming of monsters
When will the story come to the turning-point?
And make you happy, not being stepped on
By strangers shadows every night

My dearest brother, king of time
Breathing your own made up atmosphere
I was down in the dark when I heard you call
I could barely decide where your voice was coming from

And I ran across the water
With violent winds in my back
I saw the famous sadness
And it filled up every crack

But if your world is mine
And if your words are mine
And if your blood is mine
Then how could I ever leave it behind?

Sister, sweet sister, what do you see?
Don't marry a picture that could never be
I stand here on my toes to find your place
I've looked everywhere
But the story keeps sliding further away

And I sailed across an ocean
On all American winds
On my way towards something
Something my eyes had never seen

And if your world is mine
And if your words are mine
And if your blood is mine
Then how could I ever leave it behind?

Yeah, you're so close now
You're words coming through
I'm sick from this longing but what can I do?
I'm hanging on still to this thin thread
I'm clinging on to the one thing that you never had

And I ran across a desert
And it took a thousand years
But I was never afraid of anything
'Cause there was nothing left for me to fear

And I sailed across an ocean
On all American violent winds
On my way towards something
Something my eyes had never seen

And if your world is mine
And if your words are mine
And if your blood is mine
Then how could I ever leave it behind?