Close your eyes to see the same field
No mirrors of lies, no ice of pride
Just a pure midnight symphony
Flowing across withering moonlight

Walk the same dream
Run through the white field
No mirrors of lies, no ice of pride
Just a pure midnight symphony

Flowing across the memory wide

To see the dreamlight
Close your eyes to look with your heart
Dream with owls wise
And nightingale’s lullaby
To enter the shores of moonlit night

Close your eyes to look with your heart
Dream with owls wise
And nightingale’s lullaby
Forever to be an innocent child

Pure call of imagination
Across a heart of devotion
Fearless dream passion
For a poet’s deep ocean

Wish for a heart, dreams fallen apart
Close your eyes and let down your guards
Follow my lullaby with nightowls

She wrote a song
Painted dawns with a hope
Eyes with a colour of life
Smile of a kite
She dreamed with the angels above
Dwelling in moonlight, falling in love
With all her dreams flowing within
Every cloud underneath

She dropped the last petal of rose
Bloodred wine of her life
Eyes of bright shine

A girl walking in clouds
Her wings were burnt to dust
Her dreams were rotten
Turned into dark pale ashes
Her heart lies forgotten
In the memory’s locker of lust

Sky made of stone, dreams are but a fantasy of ice
Her name written below the high waters
Voices above singing her lullaby across the cold stars

That flight started one autumn night
Across the mountains high
Beneath the truth entwined with lies
That journey began with one song
Long long years ago
On dream-fantasy shores
There was a girl walking in the clouds

Once pure, now written with the dark
Innocence turned slowly into lust
Dreams bear a hope to cleanse her black heart
Broken marionette on the shore of betrayed trust
(The girl walking in the clouds)

Midnight veil upon my starry sky
Dark silence turns to song
Silent call of an ancient lullaby
Long forgotten dream of old long gone times

Forlorn island, pale shore
Hiding dreams and the call of lore
Lighthouse, a dreamless core

Fallen moons, forgotten tunes
Asylum for all the lost
Melodies of harp and flute
Eyes to mesmerize a hoping soul
With a whisper of dawn
Colour of blue night sky to chase a fear
For all the stars in the ocean so dear

A song of a nightingale flowing through still morning air
Like a lullaby of ancient flute calling my name
Every night I hear the sound of dwelling ocean within
Like a voice still calling me to enter this dream

Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

In this late hour see the shadow
Crawling behind your door
Veil of midnight embracing your thoughts
Blurring your eyes
Collecting all the dreams, the dearest ones

Luring voice of shadows
Seductive nothing of lost tomorrows
Beating heart endures last farewells
Before entering new hell

Bury me alive while I’m still unborn
Take me while I’m still silent
Chase me while I’m only a ghost
Of all dear memories, moments of hope ungone
Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

Revive all the sanity in me
Call one song of memory
Dwelling in silence for the last prayer
In this world of the blind left a dreamer
Who can still see something pure in me

Calling, howling heart of lost imaginarium
My hideaway, salvation ride to dark asylum

Purity lost in the ocean of darkness
Of my blackhearted side
Among the wolves, on cold white snow, in dwelling silence
A lonely road, my sole guide

Bury me alive while I’m still unborn
Take me while I’m still silent
Chase me while I’m only a ghost
Of all dear memories, moments of hope ungone
Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

While the song flows
While dreams still long
For an unwritten tale, pale lore

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky

With an owl wise and white
I will fly tonight
Above the creamy sky
To catch a falling star for a dear child

A song of nightingale still flows from my window
Calling for me to join the flight above the dark midnight dying below

Following pale dawning horizon
My road still goes on
Through the fields so dark
To enter dreamy poet’s heart

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky

Follow the path through the sunflower field
Enter the song of piano flowing within
Dream me back where I was a light-hearted kid

I want to run through the memories sweet
To fly above mountains high
To paint sky with white
Walking down this shore
Loving every dream like never before
Hoping and dreaming forevermore

Imagination wrote my story real
Every memory turned bright
Living still deep inside of a child’s heart
Dream has a colour of the kite

Nightingale in a golden cage
A soul of my best friend
Lost inside imaginary maze

Dream written real, pure innocence within
His dream for my choking heart
Every moment of life still echoing in me
Memory cherishing my past
For all the days fallen apart

Devotion deep
Ocean of memories sweet
My ever dream of eternity
Forever within, forever in me

Poet’s heart, storyteller’s dream
To lead me back to the land
My forlorn Imaginarium

A poet’s hand to ease the pain
To caress the tale that reads a heart of a child
Leading me again to Wonderland 

I’m out of feel, I’m out of words
Nothing left to say
My soul longs for the better worlds
And I’m on my own way

To join this final ride
Before losing my mind
I’m losing my sanity leaving it all apart

I don’t want to be a pawn in this game
Longing for writing my own rules
Drawing away all the paths to escape
Smiling wide to the memories fading
While starfall falls slowly cascading
Through everything you hate the most
Your sweetest dreams have the highest cost

I’m a memory
A rotten fantasy
Calling through the distance and midnight lullabies
Haunting your scared cries

To follow the madness
Joining this silence
I’m turning loose the heavens
For everything I adore more than fallen innocence

I don’t want to be a pawn in your game
Where I cannot ever escape
Being forever the queen
Making them kneel
Falling before me
Haunting your songs of innocence blind
A poem for a child’s heart
Flowing still through the dreams you love the most
Paying this enormous cost for that you have lost

In the end we all will fall
For our ripped and rotten souls
Once pure, now darker than Lapland’s nights
We’re fallen and proud adored by the purest hearts

Follow me, play my melody of bloodred rules
Even darkest of angels sometimes loose
In my devilish game without hellish flames burning deeper

You’re losing control bit by bit
Longing for the endless pain
Agony blind and sweet
Writes your everlasting dreams within
Poisoned rotten spoiled heart
Of once pure innocent child
You’ve lost in me

We lose our mind in a dream

Awakening in the middle of the night
Followed by nightmares
Dark scenes of the past
Lost maze I cannot escape

Through this midnight agony
But a glow of fantasy
I feel this eerie silence within

Taken by fears I’d never dare
To enter this realm again

I see the lost purity of me
Cascading with dreams I’ve never seen
Beauty unveiled still resting within

Blood in my veins will hide the scars
Carved deep on the hands
I’ve done writing the tale of a land so far
Where ocean endures the pain

A poet’s rhyme, sweet kiss of dream
Poison that intoxicates my unveiled core
Piano weeps the last chord well
Caring still of a leaf in a child’s hand

Sun bathing on silver snow
Cover of ice whitening below
Breathless and still she is resting within
Poor girl of undiscovered memory

Child’s heart for her to live
Songwriter’s mind for her to breathe
Dreamer’s bound for another midwinter ride

A song for a child
A verse caressing a dream
Turning loose a whisper of heart

Dream that leaf caresses still
On the angelwing beneath butterfly’s heartbeat

Story flows fast with gold autumn rust
Sundown leaf falls into the awe
Forgetting a dream of wanderlust
I fall for a dream of dreamer’s core