Sleepy Silver Door (Dead Meadow)

When I was young I travelled to distant lands A castle arises from a sea of sand Its towers shimmer in the heat of the sun Shining down shadow for everyone Swinging on swings that hang from great trees Lulled to sleep by the breath of the breeze My forgotten thoughts drip down to the sea So I lived a life, which was my dream Can't find a key to the sleepy silver door I'm washed up on the shore of reality