I have done enough at noon
I have run fast crossing the line between reality and illusion
Then some sleep is better for me
Tonight until morning maybe

The skies seem timeless, they always offer me plenty of delight light, sparkle the hollow in my eyes
The sounds of children’s giggles also summon my worn bliss within me, which is seldom to happen, the happiness  
Then some sleep is better for me
Tonight until morning maybe

Do not attempt my soul, my flesh, my universe
If you examine my heart carefully, Jet bleeding from the past ache adorns what is inside, all over my rib’s wall covered by the blood  
Then some sleep is better for me
Tonight until morning maybe

Still, I can’t fall asleep
Still, the caustic rancor of mine burns my sweet blanket until the flame touches my skin,
Still, there is nothing under my pillow, yet my ears hear the terrible croon as it is from the abyss  
Still, God never actually come in and save me between my beautiful, beautiful nightmare,
Then some sleep is better for me
Tonight until morning in my afterlife