Emily Loizeau : In Our Dreams

It's a magical affair / We are carried in the air
And they take us by the hand / In the place where they stand

And they call us by our names / And they say we haven't changed
And we know they don't lie / If they did they wouldn't cry

And we keep them in our hearts / And our sleep keeps us apart
And the wind fails our sail / And the wind fails our sail

Sometimes they remain in silence / Sometimes they provoke violence
We are weak and they are strong / They can carry us along

And in everything they say / There is a rule that we obey
We need to stay together / 'Cause their words we need to gather

We are the sailors of the dark / We are the sailors of the dark
It's a magical affair / When they whisper in the air

And the stories that they tell/ We dont't know, but we know well