A Time To Sleep

[prologue]

I dreamt of a graveyard
On a cliff by the sea
And one of those holes
Lie there waiting for me

Out of rock and sand
Is my resting place deep
A stone waits where I
Can lay my head down to sleep

Roads were travelled
And promises kept
Not all were well worth
The tears that I wept

I'll sleep on my sins
Under a blanket of peace
I'll dream of tomorrows
That for me won't exist

//Gette, 9 June 2004.