Please God of Nod stay awake
Guide my return when I have exhausted out a dream
When I have lived out the hidden
I rock myself to Dreamsville in the hammock of sway
Appearing on the bridge of possibles where I always start my journey
Staring down over the guard rail as I throw away my conformities and limitations
Watch them sink to the bottom of the river of stagnation
When the fiction curtains are opened
......
Please God of Nod stay awake
Guide my return when I have exhausted out a dream
When I have lived out the hidden
I rock myself to Dreamsville in the hammock of sway
Appearing on the bridge of possibles where I always start my journey
Staring down over the guard rail as I throw away my conformities and limitations
Watch them sink to the bottom of the river of stagnation
When the fiction curtains are opened
......