I followed in a dream one day, a melancholy sound Beating the drums in my ears as my heart pounds, With every uncertain step I took the sound began to fade, reaching an empty candled lit room with a child, wiping tears from her face, I asked what were those haunting sounds I had heard? She opened her mouth with a bit of a smirk "It's a sad machine, I play... I found it in a dream... when I followed you, one day."