"Sleep evades me and I await somewhere between here and the
other side, this murky limbo where dreams and reality
play and flit and it's all in my head, and I'm lying in bed,
holding these fragile images, trying to lay them to rest.
I can smell the dawn coming, the scent of dying days and new hope,
exploding with promises and it's the sweetest
lullaby. While the world is awake and living their dreams,
everything I’m dreaming is alive within me."