Night is the drug for sleep
To open the door for dreams
And to spread the wings of imagination.
Dawn is like the wind that ushers in the world
And clips the wings of imagination
To make room for the fall to reality.
Day works with and against imagination
To build the world that evolves to the likeness of man
The buildings make patterns and chaos
To fuel business and government
That run the Earth that we live in
Dusk becomes the blinds that close off the busyness of life
It works next to night
To help the mind and body relax
And fill with the dreams of night
The cycle is complete
We have no more
You can not compete
With our creation
To fight is to fail
We are of the past
We are in the present
And we will create the future
