After Midnight...

...we're going to let it all hang out. Taken in the wee small hours of Friday morning, as I made my way back from dropping the car in at the garage (again).

While you sleep
Life is still afoot
Lights are burning
The world is turning
Time marches on

While you sleep
Tomorrow creeps into today
Hearts are broken
Words unspoken
Snails are under way

How long is a moment?
How short is a lifetime?
How much time have we got?
I wander and wonder
While you sleep.