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Sleep, Writer, Sleep
Sleep, writer, sleep,
For you need your rest.
Soon your work
Will be put to the test.
Sleep, writer, sleep
Your day has been long,
And all of this day
You've been singing your song
You've been singing and singing
And you don't really belong
Which is why you've been singing and singing
Your song
And yes,
The day has been very long
So sleep, writer, sleep,
For you need your rest.
Because soon your work
Will be put to the test.
You do not belong, writer,
But do not despair,
Your life has been hard
As you are aware.
Everyone thinks you a monster,
They stare,
And when they see you come
They prepare
They think that you're crazy,
It just isn't fair,
They don't understand
They don't give a care,
They see what you've wrote,
And they've found it in error
They think that it's vulgar,
They don't think it's right.
They don't want to accept
That what you now recite
Is only reality
Of today's day
And night
So sleep, writer, sleep
Because you need your rest
And already your work
Is being put to the test.
So sleep, writer sleep.
It's the only chance you'll get.
The times may be hard
But just don't you quit
For the things that you write
Is very legit
And when you lay down your head
And shut down your mind
The recognition
For which you have pined
Becomes ever so real
And the tests now decline
So sleep, writer, sleep.
Because sleep, as much a they try to mislead,
Is the only escape, from your prison of need.
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