Lyric

The book sinks slowly to my chest

The words dissolve, and I'm at rest

I read one line three times, then two

The letters blurred from black to blue

The story kindly closed its door

And said, we'll meet again at four

In peace I lie me down to sleep

For only He my watch will keep

Doze, doze, drifting slow

Half in dream and half below

The afternoon will hold my place

Sleep is such a gentle grace

Somewhere far a mower drones

The house creaks out its settling tones

Familiar sounds like lullabies

Are pulling curtains on my eyes

Doze, doze, drifting slow

Half in dream and half below

The afternoon will hold my place

Sleep is such a gentle grace

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Doze, doze, drifting slow

Half in dream and half below

The afternoon will hold my place

Sleep is such a gentle grace

The book rests rising on my chest

A paper boat on sleep's soft crest