Even In Dreams

Went to bed

thought of honesty

An odd idea

The present now got the upper hand

Is the future a lie?

My intention to tell

A cruel infection, here comes the night

There are the faces

That track down the traces

Of boyhood and braces

An alien’s colored eyes

If you are brave

I won’t let you down

Even In Dreams

Then comes the light

Am I wrong or are we closer to an end?

When I wake up I’ll have to ask again

Is it true that fields move closer in the dark?

Is it right that I am left without a choice?