18. NIGHTMARE (Moon)

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Loui Crow - Streams April 8

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I open my eyes inside the dream.
I change the end.
I never have a nightmare again.

The Moon Reversed

(Nightmare)

[INTRO]

My day is already ruined
before it starts.
I spend years afraid to close my eyes.
The moon watches.
I carry fears
older than me.
I am Nightmare.
(Ghost.)

[VERSE 1]

Tired lasts all day.
Tired lasts for years.
Wasted potential.
Dream shows someone hurt me.
I carry that pain
into breakfast.
I pick fights,
don't know which reality is right.
Everything real suffers.
Heightened sensitivity.
Psychic overload.
Fear feels more real
than the kitchen table.
Sensitivity becomes burden.
Paranoia disguises intuition.
Feel everything, trust nothing.
Double-dealing is the belief —
the grief I keep while still deceived.

Ghost says:
"I don't want to wake up."

Crow says:
"The trick ends when you see it.
The deal breaks when you name it."

[PRE-CHORUS]

Haunted by things that aren't there.
Nightmare lurking, lingers past dawn.
What I feared in the dark was never there.
What I couldn't see was always me.

[CHORUS]

Nightmare, beware.
Nightmare, everywhere.
The day of nightmare
is never really a day.
Nine fears fall as tears.
The back of my head never sleeps.
Nightmare.

[VERSE 2]

Ghost lingers in fog.
I tell myself I'm done being scared.
Nightmare tests the prayer.
I share my fear with the world.
The world doesn't want it.
Ghost does.
I laugh at the idea
I could ever sleep in peace.

But something grows in me.
A Pisces child.
He sees what I see.
Feels what I feel.
I can't stay afraid
with him watching.

I go back where nightmares hide.
Prepare myself to suffer.
Lucid.
I face the dark.
Dream I'm being taken —
I change it.

Crow says:
"The boy in your belly
taught you what fear forgot —
you can change the plot."

[PRE-CHORUS]

(repeat)

[CHORUS]

(repeat)

[BRIDGE]

Subconscious whispers,
nightmare screams —
both are saying the same thing.

Crow says:
"The moon borrows light.
So does your fright.
Look now."

I open my eyes inside the dream.
I change the end.
I never have a nightmare again.
(Nightmare's gone.)

[PRE-CHORUS]

(repeat)

[CHORUS]

(repeat)

[OUTRO]

What I feared in the dark
was never there.
What I couldn't see
was always me.

I walk in daylight —
nightmare free.

What comes next?
The long night is done.
Here comes the Sun.

Crow says:
"Good morning."

Lyrics are here. The full blog — about the ghost, the tarot, the body, the blessing — is still unfolding. Check back another day. I'm still writing. You're still welcome.

🐦‍⬛

Loui Crow

I make music, practice mirror work, sometimes I do somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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