it's 3:47 when i can't wake up

my days have consumed me

but my brain seems wide awake

a second never passes

the clock never ticks

stuck in time i drift away


i gaze upon these dials

i wait for them to move forward

but they never do

i'm seemingly trapped inside

moment forever it seems like

a bad dream that never

stops haunting me to sleep


a bargain off my bed

my covers and my sheets just to have one more night

full of sleep

i'm waiting i'm waiting

through my vacant house

and I'm singing myself to sleep