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

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