A place for my head

When the moonlight doth cut through the mist like a knife through butter,

It guides me to the place where I may rest and dream of butterfly wings a flutter.

Under my blanket I'm safe from the slowly creeping cold,

Alone in my bed i wait for age to catch up and slowly grow old.

I know not what lady luck has in store for me at the end of this journey,

All I know is that it won't be more than a flicker in my fleeting memory.

But one thing for sure to this quest i am bound, 

No turning back until the springs in my clock are unwound. 

Dream Time Express

As the sun rises upon the plain, 

I appear from the darkness atop a train.

As though running for its life it blasts,

leaving behind a continent lost in the past.

As i get ever closer to my destination,

I become more unsure of the situation. 

Lost in a dream world of pretty colors, 

Chugging through an endless field of pretty flowers.

What am I doing here in this world oh so perfect,

A fused transistor in lifes' complex circuit.

I'm unsure if i want to wake to reality,

Because i'm afraid ill find i'm just a man fighting insanity.