Night fall

night dreams

 

 

I keep falling down in the nights

I keep falling from the heights

They should call it pure madness

Who cares if it is just a sadness

Of a man who’s falling in the nights

 

I keep dreaming every night

Dark dreams are coming in the light

They should call it superstition

Who cares if it is just a disposition

Of a man who is dreamin’ in the night

 

The water keep falling on my head

The night is around and I’m on my tread

They should call it a simple elusion

But I refuse to jump in a quick conclusion

‘Couse it’s a water that keeps falling on my head

 

I keep talking to myself all the time

Spreading hands like a bird, ain’t it fine ?

They should call it an elevation

It might turn out to be an evasion

Of the man who’s talking to himself time to time

 

I keep falling from the heights

I keep dreaming in the long nights

They might call it an envision

Who cares if it’s just a prevision

Of a dream that falls down in the night