When that sleep don't come easy

Well, then, neither do the dreams

The fantasy, the fiction, the escape

The American Ideal

A 3 bedroom house with as many

Bathrooms as there are children

(That's 2.5, and a mud room
for dirty sneakers

And the occasional kitty litter box.
And a pool. Even if you can't afford one.)



I am a sleepless American

Becuase I was scared awake

~By an emergency call~
By an assault on my freedom to dream

And live free

My eyes are wide open and I can see

From the looks on your faces

That you're dangerously well-rested

And ignorant to the fact

That your naptime's due for an abrupt end

And I hate to think what new

And violently rude awakening is in store



The snooze button's short circuited

Next time that alarm goes off

You're not gonna have a choice in the matter



Sleep well, children of America

And dream pretty

But don't be surprised

When you wake up to a nightmare

05/25/2004

Posted on 05/25/2004
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