I dream in the day time
when nothing is in my way
I dreams when I am sleeping
of the thing I do each day
I always find the answer
win the prize that's sought
I win all the races
all the battles fought.
Then the dream comes towards me
a nightmare it begins
In these dreams of portent
I never seem to win
They tell me its the food I eat
before I go to bed
Or the awful things I encounter
that float within my head.
The darkness it surrounds me
a face within my dreams
Rescues me from danger
and quiets all my screams
My wife she grabs my hand in hers
to guide me on the path
Scooping up all the seashells
while we walk on home and laugh.