• By the tree of my dreams
    By the sky of my wishes
    Comes a world of joys
    Where the grass is always
    greener
    Skies are always bluer
    And the bunnies were always fluffier

    The nights are mostly clear
    So stars can shine some light on that
    lost traveler's path sometimes

    Although there are some storms here and there,
    at least the lightening is fun to watch
    So many colours

    One day, the skies, went from blue to gray
    Storms stayed for months on end
    Animals went into hiding

    Nights were no longer clear.
    Stars don't help to brighten the path of a lost traveler
    The lightening does though

    My tree of dreams
    Is now burned and turned into my tree
    Of nightmares
    My skies are gray and stormy
    And my wishes are crushed
    By death wishes