I am afraid to dream
For what it brings
Is frightening things
A ballad they sing

My dreams are filled
Of Empty boats
Pianos missing keys
Dead dry leaves

Children with their faces
Sullen and hungry
Bodies lay around
A morbid company

An unfinished scale
Someone plays in the distance
Minor and old
A strong resonance

The choirs clash
When they sing
In my mind
They do ring

The orchestra is
Out of tune
My ear drums
Will explode soon

The ensemble
Is out of place
Of the beat
In this case

I cannot take
The sound they make
It feels like
My soul they take

And then I awake
From my dream
Away from all
The hell they bring