Subconscious Prelude

I'm turning and churning the thoughts in my head I'm twisting and wrapping the sheets in my bed Still no sleep is coming I can't seem to rest There's something inside something I can't contest It whirls through the wind like a small blade of grass Then lands in a creek with an invisible splash It floats down the stream like a paper made raft On board is my nest my thoughts have not hatched () I don't wanna say where I'm going now Choose to ignore all who tell me how My eyes keep closing why can't I just rest my mind And replace all the rambles lost in time There's no use in trying to force out my sleep I'm done with the pushups and counting of sheep These thoughts are all good ones I wish I could keep To store in my head until next time we meet In time my future will reflect on my past My life is a series in a house made of glass The thoughts keep on churning how long will this last My sleep is an outlaw my body can't catch () I'm wishing my body would set itself free So all my subconscious could expand upon me And show me the things that the eye does not see A bold silver lion beneath a weeping old tree A gold plated sunrise in the middle of the day A hawk on the hunt with me as its prey I'm running I'm tripping I cant get away This can't be real I cant be awake ()