• You are my dream,
    My mighty dream,
    Come to fight away all my fears,
    To lead me to the light,
    Of some strange world,
    Filled with all these strange creatures,
    Come out of myth and legend,
    Little creatures prancing,
    Big ones talking over tea,
    Goblins making their stews,
    Witches scheming for what's never to be,
    Brave knights in shining armor,
    Damsels in tight lace and flowing silk,
    Squires flirting with maids,
    Birds chirping their song of life,
    But nothing good ever lasts forever,
    Nor will it ever be true,
    For there's alway's an evil smiting the good,
    The dead outnumbering the living,
    I try to see more,
    But then the dream dissolves,
    As that strange world becomes no-more.