Dreamweaver

Love and beauty, fun and friends, good times new and old
Dreams of family, heroes gone, or people strong and bold
Times and places far away, a fleeting glimpse of gold...

I am the Dreamweaver

Dragons and darkness, demons and death, terror and monsters galore
Creatures with claws and murdering fiends, hovering outside your door
Panic and destruction, monsters and hate, killers lusting for war...

I am the Dreamweaver

Your mind is a canvas, and I hold the brush, to paint you a tale so deep
You laugh or you cry, you fall or you fly, or journey on one single leap
My work is not paint, nor pencil and ink, but more than in any kings keep...

I am the Dreamweaver

Dreams are so different, oh not one the same, as different as darkness and light
Yet timid and bold, the young and the old, all are my canvas of sight
Scary or safe, the dreams are unfurled, the works of the master of night...

I am the Weaver of Dreams