24 Frames

Feel an echo of a voice you used to know
 Open curtain, emotion rather slow
 What do you see, what do you see
 Only shadows in a missing picture show
 All of your flowers fade to fake
 After the dream you are awake
 In some kind of strange life
 Someone to hold the hands of time
 Twenty-four frames go by
 In a second, every thread you'll never sew
 Now a vision opened as it closed
 What did you see, what did you see
 For a moment, another hour seemed to glow
 Twenty-four flowers rearranged
 After the dream you are awake
 In some kind of strange life
 Someone to hold the hands of time
 Twenty-four frames go by
 Twenty-four flowers blow away
 After the dream you are awake
 In some kind of strange life
 Someone to move the hands of time
 Twenty-four frames go by