dream land train

Dream Land Train. Wouldn’t it be nice to have one of those. And wouldn’t it be nice if that Dream Land Train was as easy to board as jumping off a platform into a darkened box car below. Far too often dreams and sleep are the mistresses that I can never seem quite able to seduce. Take last night for instance, I fell asleep at 8:30 while rocking my son, he has inherited my poor sleeping gene, I woke up at around 9:30 to put him in his crib, and as I crawled into my own bed Miss Lady Sleep had all but vanished. At about 10:30 I considered doing such things as making out with my pillow, showing the bird to the darkness, or just giving Lady Sleep a little redeye action. The reason I didn't end up doing any of that was the probability of my wife waking up. Besides a laugh and a giggle, I really don't know how I would have explained myself. So instead I continued to sing the song lyrics that had been rattling through my brain for that hour. “Camma camma camma chameleon. Don't you know don't you know.” Yes, that is my late night version of “Karma Chameleon” by the quirky Boy George. This morning when I woke up still singing my adapted version, I thought that I should watch his music video. 30 seconds in I realized my mistake and typed this instead.

Dream Land Train where have you been
Dream Land Train won't you come and take me in
It has been a long day
It has been a long night
Dreaming of the mistress that won't speak my name
Dream Land Train come and save me now
Wisk me away on the rhythm of your tracks
Wisk me away onto the mystery of your ride
Dream Land Train I wish to feel your churning, burning deep with in
Dream Land Train come and take me home.
Show me the world through your tantalizing eyes
Show me the rise, the fall, the euphoria
Dream Land Train take me away


The above is my own lyrical composition, soon-to-be viral mega hit. You’re welcome world.