Images fly by, Fly by,
Like shots and snidbits of movies
rolling behind your eyes
And all the while you are dreaming,
In your own, quiet peiceful world were you are never harmed.

Then the light changes and you see,
The shadows crawling over that dream,
It changes all the way,
And you have a dark nightmare,

You wake-up in a cold sweat,
And remember it was just a dream,
Yet can't sleep anymore because you are too scared,
To close your eyes and see what will linger behind your eyes.