"The Wildest Of His Dreams" lyrics

Have patience in growing
I grab onto a wind in from the sea
To not need the ground somewhat
A world bent out of figure drops a figure in my dreams
Very likely just to mess up everything

Wherever I go, dear
The map is getting louder every year
How did you find nowhere?
How did you find a somewhere with a river up it's sleeve?
Tomorrow I'll be packing up my things

And I need you now
With this pain running through
And then slowly around
In the morning hour
I see that it's likely
This night is a part of me now

No pleasure in knowing
Construction is getting louder every year
My father could carry
Whatever he could carry to the carriage of his flight
And exit through the wildest of his dreams

And exit through the wildest of his dreams