Through the world around me twists and turns abound

minutes trickle by like water dripping on the ground

And In my soft bed restless I lie awake

As my moments weigh upon me so heavy I feel that I might break

Yet the stillness holds upon me a sort of magic spell

That no update or alarm holds the strength to quell

The navy sky surrounds me like an age-worn quilt

Patterned with a brave soldier, shining stars at his hilt

And in this tranquil state I find at last rest

The sound of silence having my weary eyes caressed

Dashing dreams and sulking specters soon my visage surround

Whisking me off to that strange world where all things confound