In my endless waking hours
When sleep eluded me
I closed my eyes
I held my empty glass
And there before me stood
The maker of dreams
The Sandman
Morpheus
Such a charming smile did he have across his face
And beside him stood
The bringer of sleep
The Grim Reaper
Death
She came before me and asked me to dance
My glass is full again
And in my delirium to witness what was asked of
me, I opened my eyes
And there stood waiting