Tired of being tired
Of fighting this fight.
The lost soul's guiding light
Means another sleepless night.
Never found a genie in a bottle,
But there's an answer if you dare:
Late night shut eye after porcelain prayers.
The Sandman's sleep plans
Do nothing without sleeping sands.
So here we go:
Cup down, bottle up
It's time to test liquid luck.
First light into the next,
This story ends with rest.