prowler - Field Medic

All i am’s a prowler with something stuck in my palm

I was lead to your spirit at dusk by the black dogs

I awoke at midnite and i saw you perched there

I said it’s feeling like a dream but it’s looking like a nightmare

I had a dream i was draining your life force

My calendar was full with love for you

It’s interesting this dream was a little backwards

It’s really not something that i would do