If you were to close your eyes
And slowly drift away
Be careful to only trust dreams
For nightmares will lead you astray
To trust a dream will take you off
to places far away
Bright summer meadows, oceans blue
Happiness blooms all around with not an ounce of gray
But nightmares are never quite the same
To stand in haunted fields of gray
To wake up in a scared cold sweat
It will haunt your mind all day
Dreams aren't white
Nightmares aren’t black
Your mind’s fantasies are gray
Life will show you just that
Your mind is not nearly as clear cut as it seems
Sometimes nightmares will haunt you to the point where they’re dreams
And dreams will lift your spirits till you are sad
And neither yet both brings new spirit to add
In your head nightmares aren’t shrouded in robes
Of black, gray, and silver white
But rather they are glowing
With a shining golden light
But they can be distinguished from dreams if you would
With the eerie whispers that surround them
And the dreams have song like a warm shimmery light
Which fully and completely envelop them
And that is why you must be careful to only trust dreams
That lead you to magical worlds far away
And to make sure you don't follow nightmares
That will eventually lead you astray
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