Rest these weary thoughts away The ones that knock The ones that stay The ones that lurk until it's night Creep and crawl until it's bright The sun, it shatters the reverie Of sleepless dreams that never flee They wait at bay, inching, itching Etching, scratching, clawing, stitching When at night and all alone They hit the ball, run it home Leaving bags under your eyes Thoughts annoy, like summer flies No sleep, again A rerun that will never end.