Ross Budgen - Sleep (Poem) lyrics

An escape from reality, It's our last vitality, Your remaining mentality, The mask of lethality, Away from a normality, To hide the brutality, A removal of formality, A life of unreality. A door for dreams, For the ones tired of themes, For those deaf with no screams, Unable to find what life means, Tired of being ran by streams. A window for the insane, A loss for the brain, Lateness to the plane, Soaked in the rain, Burden that blocked the lane. A city to rule, No more looking the fool, No more wishing the cool, No more stressing for school, For it's your own tool, Take control and rule.