THE DREAMLAND

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DREAMLAND

I'm frightened by the infinity of the world
I'm scared of what comes after death
Is there anything at all?
Or just our bodies left in a mess

Some thoughts are fleeting and don't hurt the soul
Some are parasites
And when you see the man in a suit, and he's tall
There's only hope for the light

Last night I had a dream
I was insane in it
It has its plans on me
I was captured
In my own mind, again

When I was sleeping
It terrified me again
There was a vision
Of how the war begins
Missiles were chasing each other
To defend or kill

Last night I had a dream
Adventures I was involved
It forces me to take a role
In his fiction
How it's told, willfully
Do I own this dream, or it owns me?

His shadow follows me
It cannot catch me up
But it will chase me in both worlds
There's nowhere I can hide
He is constructor of my dreams
Combining frames for me to see
He takes my feelings and my thoughts
And turns them into sights

Then the morning will set me free
From my horror of the night
But I'll be crushed by his terror
I can not stand this fight

You think of dreams as mellow
Fairy tail to protect you from the darkness
But mine is not that narrow
It has its means to torture me, repeatedly.

This time I will try to make a guess
How long will it keep me in the cell
Never will I want to be a guest
In a story that he tells