There is so much to think about
that I’d rather just sleep,
but the world does not stop
no matter what happens.

I’d rather just sleep
but the sun is still shining,
and no matter what I try
I can’t see the starlight.

The red sun shines still,
even the clouds bleed,
but I see stars burn through
waking the nightmares.

Even as the clouds bleed,
no matter what happens,
the waking nightmares
won’t let me rest.