Maybe one day you'll ask me
About my childhood dreams
And standing as frozen, still
I confess, I will
Figures weren't deformed instead
But behaved like were dead
Pleasant, twisted stories where
Teachers killed your loved school friends
I often couldn't walk
Flattened myself against the wall
I didn't shout at all
Everything was further on imagination
The good of nightmares is that they're not real
But if you cannot forget them
Open eyes won't stop the fear
What I saw wasn't only dark
Try imagining a cellar
With a coming breath, then a painful skull
Suddenly staring at ya
Or think of an afternoon
A garden where the night came soon
Leaving emptiness out from you
Keeping powerless your balloons
The good of nightmares is that they're not real
But if you cannot forget them
Open eyes won't stop the fear
Thank goodness, nightmares don't get all together real
'Cause you would stay forever scratched
If we didn't learn our fears
Wake up love, don't worry it's me
All is gone away from this
A story of giants, jealousy
If you don't want don't tell me anything
When you slide low, granny sits
Hold your pillow, little light lit
Cry on, all your tears
I waggle, call, I know it's weird
Wake up love, don't worry it's me
All is gone away from here
A story of forests, jealousy
If you don't want don't tell me anything
When you slide low, granny reads
Hold your pillow, little light lit
My shoulder to cry on, all your tears
Home, home, I know it's weird
Be Into a Nightmare was written by Piqued Jacks.
Be Into a Nightmare was produced by Piqued Jacks.
Piqued Jacks released Be Into a Nightmare on Mon Sep 06 2010.