The Dream of the Lonely

When the sun goes down,
When birds cease to sing,
And when night laughs at you,
You know you're on your own.

They all deserted
To the land of the dreams,
A land where you'll find,
No welcoming peace.

So you'll wonder around,
Searching for the key
To escape the mind,
The grip of the diseased.

Alternative text:
When the sun goes down. when the last train is out of sight, when the birds sing good night, you;re on your own. You enter a dimension where all dreams are accessible as long as they are only dreams. When you reenter reality, you aren't allow to talk about whom you are and what you've done in the other world.
And if they ever become true in this world, you'll have to start all over. Find another world to escape to and make sure it can never be caught.
In your search of utopia, you might encounter disguised devils. They'll tell you what to hope for and what to believe. they'll tell you where to go and what to feel. They'll paint the line between the land of dream and the land of life.The painting will become your reality, without anywhere to escape to anymore.
You are trapped in this world for better and for worse.