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25 lines
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%title Sleep
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%date 2004-02-14 00:28:25
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:diary:livejournal:fossils:
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The evening hangs beneath the moon,
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A silver thread on darkened dune.
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With closing eyes and resting head
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I know that sleep is coming soon.
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Upon my pillow safe in bed,
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A thousand pictures fill my head,
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I cannot sleep, my mind's aflight;
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And yet my limbs seem made of lead.
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If there are noises in the night
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A frightening shadow, flickering light (in the night)
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Then I surrender unto sleep,
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Where clouds of dream give second sight.
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What dreams may come both dark and deep,
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Of flying wings and soaring leap
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As I surrender unto sleep, (dark and deep)
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As I surrender unto sleep. (dark and deep)
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- Charles Anthony Silvestri, as commissioned by Eric Whitacre for Sleep. |