Mornings Day Night

Lets take a childhood dream

And turn it to a public scene

Ghost and ghouls of the scary night

Forged to haunt our precious sight

Something as much as a boring day

Couldnt end up being so plain

For if a nightmare would come a knockin

You could fight it off with a mighty sockin

But dont be happy of these things

For everthing is not a dream

We live in a world where things make sense

That makes us tired and such a mess

So if we sleep more often I say

We could end up having one plesent day

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