Lost Dreams
Lost Dreams
I lay back and hear the stream
Then sink into a lost man's dream
My demons guide me down to Hell
Another wayward soul to sell
But I waken to the stellar light
A certain glint, despite the night
Yet I am not thus truly blessed
This soul tainted, so far from rest
Much sanity is left behind
My face frozen, but deeply lined
Yet I still hear the water's flow
And long for peace, that inmost glow