Chasing shadows, over my walls

with myself hardly sleeping

Dwarfs and giants, twenty feet tall

fill the room with their creeping



Sounds of breathing sharpen my ears

then they fade into nothing

Someone's laughter out in the street

fills the night with their loving



I feel the ice in my head

Running its hands through my bed

Not even dreaming I seem to be dead

Colours of yellow and colours of red



All I'm asking some secret voice

is to lead me to darkness



Jon forgot the two last lines:



I'm so tired, dawn never comes

I just hide in the shadows