Moss grows on the tree
Stealing its best life force
End of time nearing
Moment of rest at hand

Eyes refuse to remain open
Dreaming of the coming dream
Deafening silent refrains
Echoes from a waiting mind

Stage is all set, players arrive
Dream the dreamer’s dream
Alive in the bliss of fantasy
Things are not quite as they seem

Desperately, succinctly, longingly
Moving toward the dream
Living in the dream
Dreaming