Dream Time

Its dream time again where have you been?

The only way of keeping the world from seeping in

Here you can succeed with a badge of tin

Where you can feel it crawling all over your skin,

The nether world of sporadic escape

The only place it can’t be recorded on tape

A place where nocturnal creatures take shape

Like watching ship wrecks off the cape,

This is a world of your own in bed

You can make it happy or full of dread

Where everything hinges on a mystical thread

Not daytime reality something else instead,

Down the misty corridors of time

Back to a place where she was still mine

Shadows where I’m still in my prime

A place where happiness isn’t a crime,

Deep within the sleeping brain

A sanctuary from stress and pain

Where anxiety and fear can be contained

A place that has not yet gone insane,

The valley of the slumbering shadows

Where you can get lost down to your marrow

And emerge once again like a sparrow

Darkness liberates the straight and narrow,

Something to balance the worry of the waking day

Dream time almost seems in disarray

But once you’re there you want to stay

A resting asylum from waking dismay.