All rise
And suddenly you’re awake. The clock reads two
All green as glowing hands that don’t look like hands
A cavalcade of life is passing by
Unseen beneath the shadow-giving trees
The judge will now read the charge
The date she broke, the bad decision you made
How tire tracks were wiped out by the midnight rain
The waved-away friend you never saw again,
The boss who smiled as you cleared your desk
The jury will now retire
And suddenly you’re awake. The clock reads five
Time to make the coffee and come alive