Shadow Man

One quiet night in the fields of Bridgnorth

My mind dreamt of a dream and creativity came forth

It's kind of hard to remember all the little things that I dreamt

I don't know if it scared me or made me content

I dreamt of a blank room,the shade of white

Relieved as there were no dark corners or things that could bite

There was a brick wall that stood high and tall

And a waterfall of poppies trailing down this wall

A man over my shoulder just made of a shadow

A man I've never seen before and not sure that I know