Sweet thoughts in sleep,
Dissolve in the harsh light of day.
The sun rises, destroying rest.
Waking up to the world.

As dreams die,
Nightmares take their place.
Dying ideals confront multiplying horrors.
Reality thriving on the grave of hope.

Ideals fade into dreams,
sleep eludes the sleeper.
dreams die and nightmares are born.
So passes the innocence of youth.