The sound of a clock ticking on the wall
reminds me that time is slipping away...

The rain lashed against the window washing
away the memories I had of you the wind blew...

From this dream I awake
Is it time for me to partake...

Hiding behind a vile of smoke
because inside you're soul is broken...

The stars dance in the night sky
twinkles of light cast down to earth...

My mind wonders to far away places
but I'm still in this room...

Whispers in the dark
footsteps in the forest...

I dream but I do not dwell
upon the recesses of my mind...

Chasing dreams in our sleep
that might never be caught...

Falling beneath the waves
Sinking deeper into the depths...

In a land barren and wasteful
I could hear the coyote howl...