Every Night, a Giant sleeps inside my Head.

There's a giant in my bed and i put him to sleep.

I pull the blankets over our heads, but they are just too short.

They will only cover him up to his knees.

I can hear him breathe, turn side to side,

or heave a sigh, when dreams wont stop to haunt his night.

and before I kill the light, i check

if both his eyes are fully shut. All black,

until the curtain cant stop the sun from shining on his face.

And then i see in his eyes a young boy sits

and smiles and shouts and never quits

to throw it all out, to sing and grab

my hands to ask me for a dance.