Sanoja: Incubus. Pantomime.

In my fantasy I?m a pantomime
I?ll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy
And it?s way past time
To hand in my mouth

Paint my face white and try to
Reinvent the sea
One wave at a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight

I ain?t afraid to let it out
I?m not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days
Avant garde
Show me your heresies
And I?ll show you mine
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride

I ain?t afraid to let it out
I?m not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy you look good entwined
In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
You?re my deep secret
I?m your pantomime
I?ll just move my hands
I promise you?ll see what I mean