The thoughts that I have looked for
are in a lamp on the floor,
drifting slow into sunrise morning glow.
She came to me that night,
for I had nothing but my life
and a pocket watch that never would be sold.
"I have all the powers of the moon at my feet to set your mind free.
The waking light will tell you all you need, oh baby, just sleep."
I went out catching fireflies
for the stars are more elusive,
and they burn holes in my pockets, don't ya know?
I contemplated my demise,
and she looked at me and smiled,
singing, "Where, then, do you think you will go?"
"The swirl of our eternity has secrets for me,
and you, as well, to learn its majesty.
I'm tired, too, to lift all the light you see,
but it's warm in its comfort, and it's brighter in its mystery."
Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams
Sweet dreamed
