School Of Seven Bells - Connjur (alternate version) lyrics

How does someone with nothing end Up with so much to show for it All kinds of people, places, and things Your cheap doormats and decorations And to think it was all just a dream One fantastic hallucination Keep on polishing your golden Wall of trophies and self portraits We'll just smile and wait till he knocks off Your designer rose colored gla**es And you'll see what we see nothing but Old dust, peeled paint, and broken gla**es A simple imprint imagined I was the hill we walked I was the walk that swung from your legs I was your words wet cast in my thoughts Those who say dreams are just dreams Say words end when you can't hear them Listen closely as they fade And witness the world's construction