The Sleep Angel

The darkness falls as the candle dies,
The sandman sprinkles dust in your eyes,
An angel sends a goodnight kiss,
And sings, to you, a lullaby,
Breathe slowly, sleep soundly,
Until the morning comes and it's time to rise.

Fly on the wings of the albatross,
As it sails on the wind, along the coast,
Watch the crimson sun as it sets,
Lose yourself in the pale moon's ghost,
The angel is here again,
To send the dreams you like the most.

Keep your magical dreams in a jar,
And cast aside the crumbling nightmares,
They won't bother you anymore,
Not now that the sleep angel is here,
She will wrap you in her wings of love,
And crush all of your fears.

The sleep angel brings you sweet images,
The sandman draws the visions on the beach,
They ripple like silver streams in the moonlight,
They reach out to your mind to touch,
Your most calm and peaceful thoughts,
Before the morning tide washes them out of reach.

The morning sunrise leaves a fleeting memory,
Of the sleep angel's peaceful serenity,
As the gentle breeze calls your name to awake you,
The songbirds continue her soothing lullaby,
The sweet smell of roses makes the memory linger,
As she and the sandman return to the realms of fantasy

Borloff