All Dreams Finally Break

And so when I go to sleep tonight

I'll put my dreams on hold

and strip them bare.

I'll pull my blanket over my eyes

and hope they won't find me.

I hope they won't come 

and tear my blanket away

and leave me shivering in 

the music-less night.

I'll hope they won't take my belongings

and scream with their eyes.

I'll hope they won't give me the inevitable

blood-draining news:

That I'm just a ghost now

That my past is dead

That nothing belongs to me anymore

That I was living in falseness

That tomorrow I should take my wife 

and children and start living in parking lots.

That the millions I invested

have crumbled to dust. 

That my past was a lie

That my present and future

are incompatible.

That my family will have to 

beg to exist.

That we have nothing to 

call our own.

That our private lives have become

public objects.

That I won't be able to hug my children

in a few quiet moments of solitude.

That from now on, whenever I have to

make love, I'll have to remember that

strange eyes are always looking.

That this is the curse for daring to dream.

...I'm afraid of riches now

I'm afraid to live in 

palaces of ephemeral opulence.

I'm afraid of them.
I'm afraid of floating on clouds 

that crash into mountains.
I'm afraid of hope...

But it's all I have

So I'll hope that hope succeeds.

I'll hope that hopes succeeds

So tonight when I go to sleep

I'll hope that the screams inside 

my head finally stop.

When I go to sleep tonight

I'll put my dreams on hold

so that the dreams I've built my life on 

don't break so soon.

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