Dying In Dreams
I must be odd, for I have died in dreams
When others say it only makes them wake
And I can't find a cause for heaven's sake
So I endure it ev'ry night it seems
I must be odd, for I feel pain in dreams
When others say they haven't felt a thing
But I have visions only devils bring
That give my little head its tearing seams
Forgive me if I dare not rest my eyes
I do not waste my time with counting sheep
I only hope there lives a gallant soul
Who'd dare to venture down a hole so deep
To come and rid my mind of all the sound
And save me from the horrors of my sleep