In My Dreams

Thoughts of you.

When I’m thinking of you, in my dreams

Most of the time I don’t know what it means

You’re in the distance, in the shadows I see

Under the shade of a lonely tree

A figure, a body, some sort of soul

Staring at me through eyes that control

Cats’ eyes like knives that pierce through the heart

Tearing, ripping, and slashing apart

A smile made of death, a soul made of stone

Reeking of silence and speaking alone

The voices are shaky, faded and broken

Time is like ice, melting.... but frozen.