A midnight prayer for dreams is blessed
Cold comfort for the wounds of weariness
For uncertain answers to old questions
Hold the seeds of dreams within their grasp
One lantern in the corridors
Of pale light dark and gray
Dreaming of mercy
Dreaming of day
Confessing all the secret scenes
Playing in our dreaming heads
Dreaming of mercy
Dreaming of day
Now blessed one and all the things
There sinking into darker sleep
I’m with the water, strewn with stray notes
Never will falter, Staying afloat