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I was long inside a dream, I could not get loose
I will tell you of it, although there is little use
To tell a dream, when dreaming is all you ever do
But things were not so good, I can't make light of it
My poor soul, it was having a dark night of it
It was a long night, a week, maybe a year
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Through the door of my dream burst
No zombie, no ogre, no devil there
But a flying man with long trailing hair
Who perched upon the iron rail of my bed
Oh Lord, combing his long white hair and saying my name
How could he know, when I did not even know my name
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night, my precious one
Maybe a long dark night is rolling around my eyes
Oh Lord
The man who took me to be from elsewhere
When I too inhabited the earthly sphere lent down and struck me
With his long trailing hair
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night, my precious one
Maybe a long dark night is rolling around my head
Oh Lord