Bad Dreams

Bad Dreams

There's a little girl
She playes alone
In those big rooms
She talks for her dolls
Laughs and fights
Playes angry and empathy
She dreams up a world
She thinks represents reality
They cry, they're sad
They laugh, they're hurt
They've sex, she's only eight

There's a little girl
Curled up against the wall
Her mother is screaming
She doesn't understand;
While her tears fall down her cheeks;
She tried to hide from her mother's hits

There's a little girl
In her dark big room
Pretending to be asleep
"I'm not there, don't you see?"
No covers, she pretends she can't feel

Her father's just kissing her goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, let me close my eyes
They're nothing but some bad dreams
They're nothing but some bad dreams
"I'll be fine, I'll just close my eyes, and grow up"
They're nothing but some bad dreams, or so they say

There's a little girl
She's crying herself to sleep, everynight
She can't explain why
She sets herself up, to cry those tears
Let them out, to sink into her furry friend, safe
The last bit of love she wants to hold onto

There's a little girl
Growing into a young boy
There's nothing to hold onto anymore
He tries to hold onto his sister in self
He tries to adapt and get by
He keeps sinking deeper and deeper
The bottom seems to escape further and further
It Never Ends

There's a young man
Who never grew into his body
Just drifting, afraid to find land
He's stopped dreaming
'Cause his dreams, they're not real
Or so he says