• Street of dreams.

    Walking through the veiled mist,
    On this street of dreams
    The wind flies through with menacing hiss,
    Bursting at the seams,

    Quietly you drift along,
    whispering words true,
    With a chorus you sing along,
    collecting spirit dew,

    And skip past all you wish and hope,
    heart strings pulled,
    carried along by majestic rope,
    your mental state is lulled.

    lying in the loving gutter,
    sense so pure,
    stumbling, you begin to stutter,
    of the future, you aren't sure,

    Waking to a drenching sweat,
    in the midnight hour,
    lost in thought of quick regret
    a dream turned mighty sour.