Good Night |
(1970's) Here, darkness covers my eyes A soft quilt covers my thighs So sleep uncovers my dreams And nothing is quite what it seems A kiss turns into a shout The sound turns into a pain Moods alter... colors washout Things change faces I can't explain A place I know seems to be true Somewhere I've been... somehow new I shrink, fly, sink, and then grow In and out of the rabbit hole I wake in a foggy maze Tell of my dreams within dreams Wake once more... tell again... dazed... Of this Chinese dream boxes theme Eyes open from world concrete Tell of telling dreams asleep Ranting like a lunatic About these dream-waves concentric I loose solid thought, to freak Falling through scene after scene Lost in the mirrors of sleep I think... It's a dream, just a dream Is dream-world real... as it seems? Can pausing here be the dream? Here and dream... husband and wife The shadow of dream is this life? VCW |
