Sleepy Silver Door - Dead Meadow

When I was young I travelled to distant lands

A castle arises from a sea of sand

Its towers shimmer in the heat of the sun

Shining down shadow for everyone

Swinging on swings that hang from great trees

Lulled to sleep by the breath of the breeze

My forgotten thoughts drop down to the sea

So I lived a life, which was my dream

Can’t find a key to the sleepy silver door

I’m washed up on the shore of reality