Uninvited
Watch out for that stranger of unknown danger
You may have brought back from a dream
That uninvited guest that won’t go
The one that lives in the shadows
He knows your name.
You hear him whisper late at night
“Come back to me, our dream is real…”
You know that it’s not possible to live by day
Then dream the same dream night after night
Yet it never stops. You see strangers wearing his face
You rush from the rain, not looking where you are going
Stepping from the kerb, you are knocked to the ground
Your world has no colour, the way it used to
As if a grey cloud has swallowed you
You wake with the driver leaning over you
A stranger wearing his face, the face from your dream…
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