I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

By Bruce Clifford

I’ll sleep when I’m dead
This is what she said
Then she jumped on the boat leaving me behind
Thank god I know this is not her time

I’ll sleep when I’m dead
When the sun turns a fiery red
For now she’s taking pictures and is wide awake
A map of the world is what it takes
I’ll sleep when I’m dead

It’s a mystery how the world spins on in time
Even when I’m fast asleep as the sun comes up she’s still alive

I’ll sleep when I’m dead
This is how she lives her life instead
She doesn’t need a reason to rest her lovely head
If you ask her why she’ll tell you
I’ll sleep when I’m dead

I’ll sleep when I’m dead
Her heart burns bright instead
Now she’s taking pictures of memories for all to see
She puts a smile on my face even though I know she hardly sleeps

It’s a mystery how the world spins on in time
Even when I’m fast asleep as the sun comes up she’s still alive

I’ll sleep when I’m dead
When the sun turns a fiery red
For now she’s taking pictures of the sea
Wide awake is the state she has to be
I’ll sleep when I’m dead

©1/1/15 Bruce Clifford