We are the nightcrawlers
We don’t sleep at night
Our beds soft and tight
Yet we do not have the right.
We are the nightcrawlers
Our eyes are eyes wide shut
We are the watchers of the night
Oh when did we sign this plight
We try to take a flight
To the deepest path of night
But try as hard as we might
Sleep refuse to seal our sight.
We are the vampires
How can we sleep now?
The moon is bright and full
Creativity boom at its peak
Night was meant to sleep
But ours we spend to write.
Oh what a sorrowful plight
For the day’s sun shall come
To deprive us of our rights.
Doze by TheIncurableOptimist
We are the nightcrawlers
People of a special breed
While others hug their pillows tight
We flex our muscles slight.
We are the nightcrawlers
We toil while others sleep
Then sleep while the sun is high.
Who will save us from our plight?
Who will bail us from this night?
We frown and know we shouldn’t fight
But when the time comes and the night is nigh
We know our watch is about to begin
We are the nightwatchers
Why don’t we sleep at night?
This is dedicated to those
ordinary amazing people
whose creativity wake up while
other mere mortals sleep.
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