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"Close my eyes. Open my eyes.
Slow to rise. Morning sighs.
Another day calls my name.
But I'd rather stay sleeping, keep dreaming.
Because it's hard enough falling asleep with all these thoughts in my mind.
Can't stop wishing, living for another time.

Sleep, wake.
Dreams don't come easily.
Because I'm always dreaming, probably.
Shake, awake.
Finding refuge hard to take.
So I lie awake.

Close my mouth. Open my mouth.
What I want to say never seems to come out.
My mind keep racing, the people in need are not worth saving?
Who is left to speak for them?. surely not these pieces of paper, letters written, sighned petitions.

Sleep, wake.
Dreams don't come easily.
Because I'm always dreaming, probably.
Shake, awake.
Finding refuge hard to take.
So I lie awake.

What is there to do when your closest friends don't even have time for you?
When days go by... Hear the children far away cry.
No one is there to save them
But you've got some money and you're saving.
If your own life just does not suffice, you can always make someone elses.
Maybe then you can fall asleep, someone elses soul you keep.
So far away from the busy world, through their life you feel concoled.
Give a lot to gain even more.
How can some not agree with that way of thinking?
They'll never get more since they don't see the joy in giving.

Sleep, wake.
Dreams don't come easily.
Because I'm always dreaming, probably.
Shake, awake.
Finding refuge hard to take.
So I lie awake."

(written 10/2009)