Wide awake at midnight Then a voice in the wind Harsh but true said They think I'd just give up When I'm almost at the end of the tunnel I lay down and slept but my subconscious ranted away... Could this be convention? This smell as rot fish Filling the atmosphere. Alas that I may be choked up in it? When there are waters That haven’t been stirred not to mention rippled. It takes a little time To cock a gun and shoot. Risk is what makes life beautiful Don’t you think so? The confidence that matches up to it tells you you aren't far from your goal. A fearful mind will only bring aches and pain, trouble and distress but a heart that dreads mediocrity is free to explore even the uncultivated land of life When I sleep it's only for a few hours Not that I suffer insomnia It's because there's a new dawn to wake up to