through the gusty winds in the night
i walked forward to feel the might,
but i felt right,
not to feel the fright.

all alone in the jungle
where there is nobody to mingle,
still nobody to jingle,
when i was single.

when i shout
i hear my voice aloud
when i raise the question again
i hear the voice again

the fear started in my soul
with a wolf's howl,
and a nice smell,
across a mile.

i heard a shout
and woke up,
i couldn't believe my eyes
i saw my mother
with a pan in her hand

i then realised it was a complete dream.