| Mercies of the Fates Once there was a child of faith Born into a world of love, Feeding fervently on hope. Come to me, Come into my dreams, Help me sleep at night. Long ago this child loved, Still today he hopes While quickly losing faith. Come from me, Come to me from dreams, Make them all come true. And now this child stops to breathe, Open eyes are hard to see And harder still to close. Come with me From the dreams I dream, Dreams I've dreamt of you. Now his days are running thin, A lover running out of dreams And running out of tears. Resurrect me, Save me tonight, Save me from my dreams. Kindred souls are dancing still; From the mists of early years An angel comes to him. Lay with me, As I dream your dreams, Help me sleep at night. |