The evening hangs beneath the moon 
A silver thread on darkened dune 
With closing eyes and resting head 
I know that sleep is coming soon 

Upon my pillow, safe in bed 
A thousand pictures fill my head 
I cannot sleep my minds a flight 
And yet my limbs seem made of lead 

A frightening shadow, flickering light 
Then I surrender unto sleep 
Where clouds of dreams give second sight

What dreams may come both dark and deep 
Of flying wings and soaring leap 
As I surrender unto sleep 
As I surrender unto sleep