Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won’t engulf my head,
I can see by infrared,
How I hate the night.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.
Bit sod that, have dreams of heroes, spceships, dinosoars and muppets.
One of my most memorable drams is being stuck at the front of an artic trailer with a triceratops and it was waking up. We could have been reampled had Kermit not opened the trailer and sung the dinosaur back to sleep so we could escape.
Life can be almost that wonderful. OK, Often isn’t but have hope.
