Dolly Varden Mayfly lyrics

In the dream the rain is ending, it is 65 degrees, it is very late September, there is yellow in the leaves of the trees, and we are driving on a highway, there is no one else around, you are wearing a blue dress, you're looking down as you laugh out loud, then suddenly in slow motion, like a row boat on a wave, losing all sense of direction, the wheels give out and we are falling sideways, but we are lucky, and the story is not over yet, yes we are lucky, and I must not forget – in the dream I am a singer, and I play a grey guitar, in some bar I don't remember, we have traveled here from very far, there are faces in the darkness, not so many but enough, they sing the words as we sing them, my eyes are closed, you are looking up, then maybe for half a second, my body lifts into the air, and I hover like a mayfly, when I look down you are standing there, and we are lucky, and the song is not over yet, yes we are lucky, and I must not forget – in the dream we are old, and our hair has all gone grey, we are living in the same house that we both woke up in today, you are wearing a blue dress, I am making the same stupid jokes, it is early October, the days are warm, but the nights are getting cold, and we are lucky, and the story is not over yet, yes we are lucky, and I must not, I must not, I must not forget