Dreamland Poem by Pierre Rausch

Your conscience lies quite patiently, until the night comes out
When you want to sleep, your conscience shows some doubt
Your dreams may tell the truth, your problem is worked out
Maybe you sleep silently, maybe you scream loud
Come into Dreamland, that Dreamland
And you will know where you stand
There is something to spend
You may live (the past) again, or see the future go
You may love a friend or fight a foe
Friends become foes and enemies can be friends
It will be all the same again, when you're igniting a pen
Come into Dreamland, that Dreamland
And you will know where you stand
There is something to spend
Take over your visions, when sleep connects inside
Your dreams may match a light, let them draw the night
Dream with them hand in hand, try to find out for what the
stand
It's all the same again, when dream-work is to see
I'm looking a your eyes, can see the sun come ryus
I'm looking a your eyes, and I can see(the dream) which
true