Fates Warning - The Ivory Gate Of Dreams

The coldness of confusion
hangs in the morning air as

Brazen bells ring reality
To announce the conqueror dawn

Removed from nights fleeting trance
Plunged headlong into cold days
Where in a circle we wander
The barren wastes of our pasts.

[III. DAYLIGHT DREAMERS]

Daylight dreamers awaken on
Deserts of desperation Lonely lives learn to live on
Islands of isolation.
Surrounded by violent oceans
of hate and hopeless sorrows
Daylight dreamers envision
tranquil seas in safe tomorrows.

Dreaming through the darkened day
Along tempest torn strands
Desperately grasping the grains
of hope that flit through our hands
As they fall we tighten our hold
While the waves claim the final few
taken without ceremony
They drift out of view.