Sleepily the sky turns from morning to night, putting out the sun, the reality of everything, and leavin endless possiblities open to you.
sleepily the baby sucks his thumb, and tosses around his crib till finally he just sleeps.
sleepily the man stares out into the distance, after having the same arguments for the fifth time, he just sits there, and while she yells he dreams about their first meeting...
sleepily the child watches the clouds roll in, and with one drop starts a rhythm of drumming against his window, he falls asleep with big dreams in his head, but empty his tummy, since his mom got booze and drugs, instead of pizza with the food money.
sleepily, the girl goes to sleep, hating her dad for hitting her when she didn't do anything wrong. and she dreams about a knight in shining armor coming to her rescue.
sleep is the best because nothing matters when your asleep. everything is to yours for the taking. no politics, no homework, no fights, no war, no disappointments.
it's your kingdom to do nothing better than to dream of your heart's desire. nothing sweeter than dreamin of your true ambitions being successful, and possible for a moment. to dream of the perfect marriage. or to have the memories of your best moments replayed over, and over again.
so sleepily is the most bliss feeling to feel, because sleepily is between imagine and reality.
