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Out of the airs of time's fitful sleep
Snap right up, and out of the bed
Pick up your legs, shake your head,
Take an easy breath.
Think how great God's golden assurance is
In set-backs and great success
Got bad dreams through sleep debt
Hold the grip, make a mark on your head,
Your body and legs take a rightful rest
While you're left to Hell's dispatches
Grip the mind, kids, close the hatches
Here are some sleep debt snatches....