The Seriousness of Contentedness - The Sleeping Giants

In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind Sing once again with me Our strange duet My power over you grows stronger yet And though you turn from me to glance behind The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside your mind Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear It's me they hear My spirit and my your voice in one combined The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind (He's there, the phantom of the opera) (Beware, the phantom of the opera) In all your fantasies, you always knew That man and mystery Were both in you And in this labyrinth Where night is blind The Phantom of the Opera is here Inside my mind Sing, my angel of music He's there, the Phantom of the Opera Sing, sing for me Sing, my angel of music Sing for me

Last night I lay all in my dreams, when a rap At the door it startled me. And I heard those footsteps on the stairs, And I bade her; please come in. Come in, come in, my roving friend. Come in and rest awhile. For you've been gone so very long, It's nice to see you smile. Come in, come in, my wandering friend. Accept my welcome home. I hope you can stay a long, long while before you have to go. And she walked across the room to me, And then she sat right down with me, And told me that she had to leave. She could not stay for long. A child he held in his arms, a child that I Knew well through time, and told me that he had to leave. He had to take him home. She crossed the floor and moved away, And my heart said, "Stop her. Maker her stay." But I just showered myself in tears, for I just let her go. When I awoke I cried and cried, And went to sit by his graveside, And visit the child he left behind. Because he had to go. You must come back to me again. Accept the welcome I extend. I will not let you go this time, If only in my dreams. And yeah, though you walk ever on, May your heart be not weary but strong. And yeah, though you walk ever on, Through the valley of the shadow of death.