When the lights go out
The shadows start closing in on me
The dreams become real

Looking into the pitch darkness
What do you see?
Hidden forest animals
Lurking around
The trees dancing in the wind

Tangled vines hiding
The lost spirits and ghosts that kiss
In the moonlight

Walking deeper into the forest
It becomes darker
The fog thicker
The woods quiet

A woman can be seen from the distance
Who was once fair is now rotten
Smell of roses to garbage smells
Pretty purple dress to mildew-covered dress
Glimmering green eyes to pitch black eyes

She kisses my forehead leaving a trail of dirt
She puts her finger to her lips
Blink
She's gone
I'm awake

When the lights go out
The shadows start closing in on me
The dreams become real once more