The ceiling, it's fading into white clouds.
Or is it my eyes,
blurring in, and zooming out?
In my head, I heard a shout.
Mumblings, murmurings, nothing.
I slipped into reveries,
unsure if it's something my mind's concocting
or maybe, it's just some spiteful spirits.
Weed, yea, I feel like I'm on weed.
Nay, maybe I'm on my bed,
trying to catch some waves on a shore?
Well I'm sleepy, of that I'm sure!
