Dream Starts

Colours of the rainbow appear on my wall

Colours turn to flowers, then begin to talk

The talking's getting louder, much more than I can stand

And my mind goes wild like a little child

Who can never get to sleep

Mystic sounds with (evil ...) start clouding my brain

So much like the (...)

I'm sure this mad experience will drive me to my grave

The night's (so long?) and distorted now

(...)

Only happens when in bed, my mind begins to fade

The colours appear, the talk I hear just starts again

This time it's worse, my mind is blank, my eyes see nothing new

I'm awake now (...) (with the evil gone)

I'll dream the life I live

Colours of the rainbow appear on my wall

Colours turn to flowers, then begin to talk

The talking's getting louder, much more than I can stand

And my mind goes wild like a little child

Who can never get to sleep

My mind goes wild like a little child

Who can never get to sleep