Would you stay with me, here in my dreams
If I promised you this heaven?
If I promised you this heaven?
Sometimes, Callum pays attention to his surroundings - enough that, on a normal day, he might have noticed the way the waves splashed strangely just ahead of him, the way droplets of water hang on the sea breeze just a hair longer than they should. But today, he's at home on the beach, and he's distracted, and that gets the better of him - enough so that, when an invisible hand catches lightly at his arm, he jumps.
A disembodied voice raises the hair on the back of his neck, and he's halfway to a fighting stance before the words catch up with him. Then he huffs a laugh, though the tension doesn't quite leave his body just yet. He looks in the direction of the voice, as though he should be able to see someone there. "I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of having a conversation with an invisible person before," he muses. "Do you have a name, or would you prefer that to remain a mystery as well?'
A disembodied voice raises the hair on the back of his neck, and he's halfway to a fighting stance before the words catch up with him. Then he huffs a laugh, though the tension doesn't quite leave his body just yet. He looks in the direction of the voice, as though he should be able to see someone there. "I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of having a conversation with an invisible person before," he muses. "Do you have a name, or would you prefer that to remain a mystery as well?'
Would you take a chance on a make believe dance?
Close my eyes and we're together
Close my eyes and we're together
Callum
