And When You Wake, You Will Fly

If At All God's Gaze Falls Upon Us All It's With A Mischievous Grin, Look At Him.

Goodnight Moon. Sweet Dreams. Smile Kindly Upon This Little Blue Gum Ball Of Us While We Sleep.

So The Story Goes, So I'm Told The People He Knew Were Less Than Golden Hearted Gamblers And Robbers Drinkers And Jokers, All Soul Searchers Like You And Me

She Thinks, "hey, How Did I Come To This? I Dream Myself A Thousand Times Around The World, But I Can't Get Out Of This Place"

The Brightest Star On A Cloudless Night Some Kind Of Miracle, Almost Empty Sky... Just As The Bite Of The Blade Wakes The Absent Mind There's Time To Dream And There's Time To Open Your Eyes