| Song | All The Best Dreams |
| Artist | Codeseven |
| Album | Dancing Echoes/Dead Sounds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Codeseven | |
| Just close your eyes to erase all the best dreams | |
| and this quiet refrain is never what it seems | |
| it's five a.m. in a counterfeit sleep | |
| I can't believe that I'm still counting sheep | |
| with her mind full blown edged in bright warning red | |
| with voices in her head | |
| I am close to it now to remembering | |
| all these dark desert clouds and how the torrent stream | |
| flooded our heels with a water so deep | |
| I can't believe that you still fell asleep | |
| with a mind full blown etched in light morning red | |
| with all that we have said | |
| you passed out cold on the deep waters edge | |
| you must have bumped your head | |
| Don't be afraid | |
| forget it all | |
| keep it all to yourself | |
| Once you awake | |
| get it all keep it on your shelf | |
| I kiss the mud and the leaves and the trees embrace me | |
| with the mountains lying down at the sea I would sleep |
| zuo qu : Codeseven | |
| Just close your eyes to erase all the best dreams | |
| and this quiet refrain is never what it seems | |
| it' s five a. m. in a counterfeit sleep | |
| I can' t believe that I' m still counting sheep | |
| with her mind full blown edged in bright warning red | |
| with voices in her head | |
| I am close to it now to remembering | |
| all these dark desert clouds and how the torrent stream | |
| flooded our heels with a water so deep | |
| I can' t believe that you still fell asleep | |
| with a mind full blown etched in light morning red | |
| with all that we have said | |
| you passed out cold on the deep waters edge | |
| you must have bumped your head | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| forget it all | |
| keep it all to yourself | |
| Once you awake | |
| get it all keep it on your shelf | |
| I kiss the mud and the leaves and the trees embrace me | |
| with the mountains lying down at the sea I would sleep |
| zuò qǔ : Codeseven | |
| Just close your eyes to erase all the best dreams | |
| and this quiet refrain is never what it seems | |
| it' s five a. m. in a counterfeit sleep | |
| I can' t believe that I' m still counting sheep | |
| with her mind full blown edged in bright warning red | |
| with voices in her head | |
| I am close to it now to remembering | |
| all these dark desert clouds and how the torrent stream | |
| flooded our heels with a water so deep | |
| I can' t believe that you still fell asleep | |
| with a mind full blown etched in light morning red | |
| with all that we have said | |
| you passed out cold on the deep waters edge | |
| you must have bumped your head | |
| Don' t be afraid | |
| forget it all | |
| keep it all to yourself | |
| Once you awake | |
| get it all keep it on your shelf | |
| I kiss the mud and the leaves and the trees embrace me | |
| with the mountains lying down at the sea I would sleep |