When I lose myself to the thoughts and dreams

To the world that works on fairies and their keens

It’s then through the Misty woods I hear the hooves ring
The knights mounted on their beast come riding in.

Scares and cuts adorn their skin,
Tales of courage and bravery they sing.

Slaying the dragons and banishing the devil’s,
Forward they march to save the next reign.

Up in the real world
I awake in a pleasant mood
Knowing I was safe in the world not set for doom

Off to the clutter and clatter of life I go
Hoping someday to see the real knight I know…