book of black dreams

late night in the sheets, as your body starts to sweat and seethe, there comes a fright, a secret breeze, there comes an evil from an ancient tree, floating pride with numbered leaves, you're reminded of the things behind you, it's everytime you feel you're getting by, it's anytime that the oceans will run dry, it's everytime you think you're going to die, your mind's in misery, on a distant sea, you keep track of a way to keep track of me, somewhere through the thick debris, up the back in the book of the black dreams, inside the future gleams, and now your mind begins a desperate plea, look and see, you've been blinded by the things that unwind you, it's everytime you feel you're getting by, it's anytime that the oceans will run dry, it's everytime you think you're going to die, your mind's in misery, on a distant sea, you keep track of a way to keep track of me, somewhere through the thick debris, up the back in the book of the black dreams, book of black dreams, book of black dreams, now turn the back page, gonna keep what you might bring, book of black dreams, things are not what they seem, 'cause every nightmare the?, is playing back in your eternity, it's everytime you feel you're getting by, it's anytime that the oceans will run dry, it's everytime you think you're going to die, your mind's in misery, on a distant sea, you keep track of a way to keep track of me, somewhere through the thick debris, up the back in the book of the black dreams, book of black dreams, book of black dreams, book of black dreams, book of black dreams