Insomnie

Kiss the old cupboard goodnight
Sweep up the kitchen and quietly shut off the lights
Lock up the windows and doors
Shoo the old mouse to his house through his hole in the floor
Fly away, don’t make a peep
Then I’ll go to sleep
Tell me my brother’s all right
Tell me he heard all those words that I told him last night
Tell me the old church was saved
Tell me the fire in the spire didn’t spread to the nave
And tell me the wounds aren’t too deep
Then I’ll go to sleep
I’ll climb in that old black limousine
And roll down a wandering street
Tell me, dear driver, just where it leads
Come on, just one little peek
Then I’ll go to sleep