...or every place became no place...
...the girl from two worlds can now truly see
the old voice is gone, she's finally free
but in fresh peace she's confused and lost
for the dream man's silence carries a cost...
...what if every place was commonplace...
...block from the forest clutched in her hand
her only anchor on quick moving sand
clutching at straws in order to breathe
this girl who was lost at the heart of the Weave...
...what kind of place would that be...
...her companion is sure that there comes a time
to gather lost children at the scene of the crime...
