Sleepwalker’s Lake

Cascading cleansing streams of teardrops

Close your eyes

Enter sleepwalker’s land

Hand and hand

With a withering dream

Bound in your own reality

Lost in oblivion

Dare to enter a fantasy

Meadows above painted by a pale hand of dawn

Writing the tales of forgotten wishes taken by pure morn

Virgin song among the reality’s thorns

Innocence remains pure till the last blooddrop

Lost in-between sleep and awake

Walking in a deep daydreaming

Denying the real, diving in waters deep

Losing yourself in sleepwalker’s lake

Believing, daydreaming

Falling, deceiving

Forever within, forever so dear

Betraying the real for a dream

Scared child lost in a dark sleep

Life dares to show the dusty road

Love drowns in cold virgin snow

Embraced by midnight endeavour

“Written by a tale before a sleep I saw two dreams.

One was real, the second one I shared with you through the memory’s vibes. 

Shelter it within your heart and caress it deep.
Both were for you and will rest forever in me.”