Only A Dream
Daytime comes and goes.
Night time comes I fall asleep and begin to dream.
I dream Of a Old Funeral Coach,
The driver with a black tailcoat and black top hat to match.
The Four black Horses,
The lights on the side all lit up and flowers ontop.
As I glanced in the back I noticed a coffin.
As I tried to open the doors to glimpse who was inside the coffin.
They would not open yet they remained locked.