The narrow escape at the end of the day,
The time we call sleep and survive on dreamscapes,
I sometimes cannot wait to fall into this bliss.
But now I’m awake in the deep of the night,
And I cannot but feel the realiness of being wide eyed and sleepy,
But then I find beauty, when I finally find peace,
And wake to a day that I will complete
With the veil of slumber tucked under my eyes.
And then I will see if the next night drifts by in the blink of a moment,
Maybe, this night will bring a surprise,
When terrors are lost in the sandman’s hand,
And sleeping is floating on clouds way up high.
And the moment I wake up and find that one day,
Sleep has left me replete and how thankful I’ll feel.
That I can go about my day with no worry,
And do all the things that I need to do,
And have all my wishes and prayers come to fruition.
I’ll be so happy, I’ll be so alive, until I go to sleep and find,
I’ve been living my days in my head while I dreamt,
And tomorrow’s activity is more of the same,
An absolute train wreck that no one can hear.