I Sleep Amongst The Tall, Tall Flowers

(From the White/Chamberlain-King musical, Master Flea, recorded by Scarlett’s Well for the album, Gatekeeper)

I sleep amongst the tall, tall flowers,
Where I cannot be seen,
Except by one who darkly cowers
Behind their foliage green.
I seem
To dream,
But what I dream
Is actual fact.
And those who act,
Sincere.
As is the sound
Of trod-on ground
That only I can hear.

“Come out my love, if it is you
Who in the darkness goes.”
No reassurance doth issue,
So I again repose.
I miss
Your kiss
In restful bliss.
It leaves a mark
Which tells of dark-
-er powers
That deftly reap.
Once more I sleep
Amongst the tall, tall flowers.

Reprise

O my darling, how can you doubt me
When I say I’m in your thrall?
For, if you thought to live without me,
I would not live at all.
My tact to act
Was too exact
And now it seems
That what were dreams
Weren’t fake,
But forecasts of
A dream-like love
That keeps me awake.