Beyond Sleep - T.O.Y.

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