Dream part 1

I struck up a conversation in a park, A stranger sharing the seat, The sun is setting and just about to get dark, They sounded timid and meek, We spoke about dreams, They said ' I find myself standing on a pier, Looking out to the end and the ocean's gleam', We met the next day on the same seat, They said 'today I saw a boat at the end of the pier, And I had been feeling a fear', ' There is a ferryman in it and calls me near ', 'He doesn't speak any words and just waits' On the third day I saw them again sitting, 'I've been waking up late each morning', 'The sounds of the ocean keeps me longing', 'I can hear the sounds of the boat creaking', 'And the ferryman continues waiting',