I look When I am falling asleep Through a window or a gate that forms in my mind It seems as though the more I drift into oblivion The more the window opens And I am able to see the water Glistening with light from the moon and the stars On the other side The more I sleep the more I wake In darkness shines a hidden light Who drinks the wine his thirst will slake 'Tis them that see who have no sight 'Tis them that see who have no sight

The Secret Window