[Ibby]

sometimes i'm afraid when i sleep
i think that my heart's going to break
twain when i wake, never again to heal
and like a sad, sad, bitter dream
that you can't let go of, i fight
waking away, as if in waking i'll find death

but what of this supposed death
that i fear waits when i leave sleep
for the embrace of day? that i fight
my hardest not to feel, but always, at day break,
i find intruding on my dream?
i feel like i wont ever heal

from it. but how could e'er i heal
from fear, from fear of fickle death?
but as i sleep, and as i dream
i realize, it isn't waking, but sleep
i fear, and bonds i can not break
from a world where i need not fight

against the monsters of the world that fight
against man, and joy, and will never heal
the soul of man, that spirit of every heart break,
that monsterous evil of pain and death
and hate, and i just want to sleep
and dream forevermore, just to dream

until theres nothing left outside the dream,
until i no longer have to fight
to stay in bed, fight to sleep,
until i can stay forever, until i heal,
until i nevermore fear hate and death,
until these things are gone, and i break

with reality, break with life, break
from everything except the dream
and in this dream i will find death
or not death, the life without the fight,
the death that is life that will heal
and keep you from hate in eternal sleep

but i can't fight without a break
i can't just dream and never heal
i fear not death... i leave this sleep.