Our sun stands still at midnight
Where are the stars to guide my dreams?

A restless hunger for nightscapes

A lost queen searching for dreamlands

This traveler, so beat

This traveler, to sleep

This traveler, what time is it?

Confusion sinks into greyscaled haze

The weary carry on

Push on or be punished

The body keeps moving

Pulled to and fro by some inertia

But, oh, sleep, please take her

Ravished in rest

What time is it,

Dear traveler?

If the sun never sets…