Dream Starts

Colours of the rainbow appear on my wall
Colours turn to flowers, then begin to talk
The talking's getting louder, much more than I can stand
And my mind goes wild like a little child
Who can never get to sleep

Mystic sounds with (evil ...) start clouding my brain
So much like the (...)
I'm sure this mad experience will drive me to my grave
The night's (so long?) and distorted now
(...)

Only happens when in bed, my mind begins to fade
The colours appear, the talk I hear just starts again
This time it's worse, my mind is blank, my eyes see nothing new
I'm awake now (...) (with the evil gone)
I'll dream the life I live

Colours of the rainbow appear on my wall
Colours turn to flowers, then begin to talk
The talking's getting louder, much more than I can stand
And my mind goes wild like a little child
Who can never get to sleep

My mind goes wild like a little child
Who can never get to sleep