It’s nothing that you need to see;
It’s neither wise nor deep,
But, more and more, it seems to me
That life’s a waste of sleep.

I faff around from day to day
And either win or lose,
Not that it matters anyway
Since neither do I choose.

Yet, when I lay me down to rest
And slip down slumber’s slope,
I see a world which God has blessed,
That’s full of love and hope –

To the extent that, when I wake,
I feel I’ve made a huge mistake.

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