| The Prison Of My Sleep Everynight I give myself To the prison of my sleep The checkered pillows in my bedroom Are like a soft unbreakable tomb It keeps me locked away For hours upon end But sometimes I wish to stay For into dreams I descend The Sandmans little tricks Keep me locked away Though I may choose to leave He does not heed my calls This morning I wished to wake But arise I did not I missed the games and the fun Because the taskmaster of sleep Would not let me arise |