In the Land of Nod

Now in a dream you are
Roaming the land of nod
It’s like a veil over your face
Sleep of dying man
Awake, asleep, you born, you die
In the land of nod, you float, you dive
No more above ground level here
No more struggle for existence
Just sleep away remnants of your life
Just sleep away
The everlasting sleep sweep of a scythe
Night of your time first in line