blue sky night

your life fades out of sight

working in white rooms

dreams made in ancient looms

seas of dew

enter my world of blue

sorrows fade to grey

in this mystical play

shades of white

painting the pale moon bright

silent stars they shine

until the end of time

spells of fate

conjured by greed and hate

echoes go skin deep

behind that wall of sleep

after dawn you will be mine

your dreams - a waste of time

we will face your end to reach a promised land