Danse Macabre (Dreams of Dreams)

Dreams of parting oceans
Visions of green grass
I can see the clear valleys
I can hear the living animals
War cries and battle hymns
Fused into streams of static
Illuminated like when lovers meet
For the first time, for the last time
All I can conceive of are heart tremors
I dream, I see, I hear, I feel
I can taste the light
But I can't help from craving the dark
I dream of one day having real dreams
It really is harder than it seems

Do the dance that the skeletons do
Knees knocking and skulls bobbing
Mouthing mute words with teeth rotting
On a perpetual hamster wheel
Do the shuffle, do the giddy shake
Hope that one day, just one time
Something will come to light
I was never sure what I wanted could be real
And at this very moment I am surer than ever
That what I want, what I feel deep swimming in my blood
May never, probably will never ever
See the light of the Sun
On a cloudless day