He comes to me in the day of night,
Wanting more from my heart.
He claims that life is nothing but a dream,
And dreams are left to be envied.

He thinks of his father in back of his mind,
Aching to hear him speak his mind.
"Dance with the desire of your heart" he says to me.
But how can you dance when all you want to do is run?

"You can call me your savior" he whispers in my ear.
"Or your Jesus ascend".
"We will fight this world of nightmares together,
With the beat of our hearts"
Loud as we thump through our destiny of dreams and chaos.

Oh, how he makes me feel so safe and strong.
In a wounded world so depleted of life,
The only strength to bare is the beat in our hearts.
The fearlessness in his eyes rages like a fire,
Burning so bright,
Captivating the air of lungs, my heart, my soul.

So come to me in the dawn of night,
Leave me in the wake of morning.
I'll be here to wake your fantasy,
And save you from your enemies.
Take my hand, as we embrace the light of darkness
In each others faded dreams.

He carries me through the night on his wasted dreams,
And his battered soul.
He lives his life in the palms of his pockets
Drenched in the cold agony that wakes his dreams.

"The Stars between our eyes have ways to go" he says.
"But I'll wait the distance of eternity to see your dreams come true".

So we waited,
In the time of desperation,
And the wake of dawn.
My dreams never came true.
And all that arose was chaos.

Years pass,
As eternity fades,
And the only hope left to save a is faded mask,
With what little hope I have left,
For conquering my dreams.