Written by: Joe Dubinski


In the fog lit alley ways
Hidden disrupters
Shifting eyes in your dream 

The long shadows
Like hound dog jowls
Let the strangers prowl

Come in, If you can
Come in and be obscured 
By the unknown

In your dream
It can be seen
Come in

I'm in
I dance like the lizard King
Only remembered in your time of need
Before then dismembered piece by piece
In my dream horrible truths and blissful lies
In my dreams I have them shifting eyes

The murder of crows 
With their short shadows
The race begins at high noon
it's all over too soon
The pride of lions
The pride in dying
Invited to your den
Sleep then, dream then