In the still of night
Heavy eyelids
Sore neck and shoulders

In the darkness
Blurred outlines
Some moving shapes

My nights are full of ghost ships
Sirens songs and far away shores
My dreams are filled with stars hunters
Out-of-the-way rainbows

But I got no control
And sometimes
There is no escaping
Once upon a dream

In the shades of night
Something [bad word] closer
Draughts along my arm
Shivers down my spine
Droning in my ears
Trouble breathing
Whisperings everywhere
I’m scared
Trouble breathing
Hissings everywhere
I’m scared

Once upon a dream
In the wee small hours
Once upon a dream
In the wee small hours [bad word] round