Welcome, friends, enemies, and those soon to join a side, to my life.
Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.
Early to rise, early to bed, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and dead.
Early to rise, early to bed, makes a man sore and poor instead.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Should I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Now I lay me down to rest,
A stack of books upon my chest.
Should I die before I wake,
That's one less test I'll have to take.
Now I lay me down to rest,
A broken heart within my chest.
Should I die before I wake,
That's one less smile I'll have to fake.
Now I lay me down to bed,
My pillow soft beneath my head.
Should I live to greet the day,
Even then in bed I'll stay.
Now I fall into a trance,
My wavy dreams begin to dance.
Should I wake before I die,
I'll once more know not how to fly.
Now I lay me down anew,
A little past my night curfew.
Should I have to face my fate,
My pleasant life will have to wait.
Now I lay me down to dream,
Where things distorted often seem.
Should I die before I wake,
That's less real life I'll have to take.
Now I lie down for a while,
My face resplendent in a smile.
Should my breathing soon abate,
I'll miss out on my special date.