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FROM MIDNIGHT UNTIL MORNING

At nighttime I see things not meant to be seen
And I wish my midnight sight were blurred
I have the very same dream that seems so mean
Because it’s kinder than what actually occurred

My heart is like a child all on his own
But my mind has grown much too old
My thoughts of grandeur were overblown
And what I see at night leaves me cold

Breathless and unable to move or speak
I awake to what reality declares
In the morning the sun seems so bleak
Because the morning never really cares

You are nicer in my dreams than ever before
I’m never made to suffer your inconsideration
They are dreams a man like me can’t ignore
Wretched remembrances of what once was adoration

Dreams can often be worse than the day
And that, I’m afraid, is for sorrow’s sake
In my dreams you never chase me away
And that’s why I’m saddened when I finally awake
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