I Am Always Awake

Night falls like a shroud
On the sun and the clouds
And people fall into dreams
Knowing not what they mean
But I am always awake

Feeling joy, feeling tired
Every nerve is on fire
Wanting rest, wanting space
To unfurrow my face
But I am always awake

The last of the words
That my lonely ears heard
How they ricochet round
In my skull’s lonely town
But I am always awake

At last you may flee
Into sweet reverie
With the respite you crave
And the breath that you save
But I am always awake.