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

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