dream eaters

i wonder if you think of me after all these years

i think of you each time it rains

and when the sun shines down

i’ve had a silver ring

to someday grace your hand

but probably too late

and probably far too long

but empty empires fade to dust

just like a lonely man

i thought of you

in some town somewhere

i was lost in this big world

i would have called 

i’ll see you in the evening,

when you tell me of your dreams

the only time we’re not apart

is inside the walls of sleep

and the dream eaters are coming fast

with their bright white teeth

hungry to feast

on my memories

the only remaining place

that i see your face

and here they come

the monsters of my

lonely fear

and they are here

so

goodbye i guess

i will hold them off as

long

as i can

but there are so many

and i

am

overcome

so

quickly

these

days