Do not disturb me tonight
'Cause I want to travel
Around the world
In my bed of pillows..
And my blanket
Which is my muse

For when in rue
I look at the stars for clue
Sometimes under the moon
In my gloom,
I try to paint the air
With my pen so far and near.

The night is my gear
My thoughts I rear
Like a Shepherd to sheep
So I cling to them like clip
And when the breeze comes
In me
My pen dance in glee.

Perhaps I reap off the par
And the scars I see
As tides on sea .

In the dead of the night.
I remember posterity

For when history pages in
School be open,
Shall I find a name
Greater than gold