In twilight mystery, dreams are born,
Far away from a world full off scorn,
Can you see it in the end,
The Dreams are coming.
Dreams are filled with fright,
Can you still see the Light,
In a world full of darkness,
The Dreams have started.
My voice is strong,
A light in the dark,
Words become a song,
In the Dreamtime.
In my Dreams,
The sun shines bright,
And warms my Heart,
With her breathtaking Light.
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