
As you lay your head upon your berth
Tossing and turning in your bunk
Your body fighting off blessed slumber
Clear your mind from the day’s stress
And close your tired, beautiful eyes
As you feel yourself slipping into sleep
Heed my call and come aboard
Walk right on up the gangplank
To the USS Dreamland Express
Once you are on deck,
The Ol’ Man will begin giving out
Nautical commands
As he takes the wheel
When the anchor is brought boat-side
We’ll head out to the Seven Seas
Floating on dreams through fantasy
Collecting them as if they were
Flotsam and Jetsam
Of bits and pieces of shared illusion
Between two kindred spirits
Traveling between the stars
We’ll use the tip of Ursa Major as our guide
As we glide through the fogs of memories
Smoothly avoiding the whirlpools
That comes with intense, fiery emotions
Swiftly, we will pass the Sirens of Despair
Leaving behind their Tempestuous Shores
Drifting along, till we see
The coast of peaceful Jubilant Rest
Where we will dock till the morning light
When you wake up completely
Relaxed and utterly at ease
All your worries from the day before
Thoroughly and utterly wiped clean
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