They live in my dreams To my chagrin And from what it seems They must be kin I've seen them all before In my grandmother's photographs She keeps in her room They show me the lives They lived on my behalf So that I can bloom They live in my dreams Much to my chagrin And from what it seems They must be kin And from what it seems They must be kin They live in my dreams And I converse with them They live in my dreams To tell me where I've been They must be kin