Wish, Dream, Nightmare

[Intro]
[violin crying
Alone]
Slow bow on an empty chair
Dust dancing in a yellow square
Old hands folded
Eyes half closed
Mouth moves first
Then the story flows
[Verse 1]
I made a wish on a porch light
Flicker on my wedding ring
Said
"Let me keep the ones I love
I don't care what the dark might bring"
Rain in the rusted gutter
Her laugh in the kitchen steam
I held that house like a harbor
That was the wish
That was the dream
[Chorus]
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
All in the same old bed
One hand holds the daylight
One hand fights the dread
I keep waking in the middle
Of a life I can't repair
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
Same whisper in the prayer
[Verse 2]
I dreamed I walked beside her
Through fields we used to know
She was young
And I was younger
Than these boots and this bent back show
She said
"Love
You did your best
You just stayed when the storm hit hard"
Then she stepped through a broken fence
And I woke up
At the end of the yard
[Chorus]
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
All in the same old bed
One hand holds the daylight
One hand fights the dread
I keep waking in the middle
Of a life I can't repair
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
Same whisper in the prayer
[Bridge]
Sometimes the nightmare's gentle
Just a table with one less plate (oh)
Sometimes the nightmare's honest
Shows the hurt I helped create
But every time I rise and breathe
Bare feet on a cold wood floor
That violin in my ribcage
Starts to sing
"Ask once more"
[Chorus]
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
All in the same old bed
If I'm cursed to keep on hoping
Then I'm blessed to love instead
I keep waking in the middle
Of a life I still can bear
Wish
Dream
Nightmare
Same whisper in the prayer
(same whisper in the prayer)
[Outro]
[violin returns
Softer]
Old hands open on the table
Morning light in thinning hair
I make a wish on this small day
That's my dream
That's my nightmare
(that's my dream)

rock, Warm country rock band with weeping solo violin intro, then a bright mid-tempo groove. Male vocals in a gravelly Leonard Cohen–style murmur; verses stay sparse with picked acoustic and low organ, choruses lift with brushed drums, twangy electric, and soft female harmonies. Energy blooms from fragile to quietly triumphant, violin returning between sections as a shivering melodic echo., vocal, violin, country rock, slow, happy