Your day has been long as you climb into bed
And you feel relaxed with the sheets round your head
You slowly drift off and your dreams seem so sweet
I wish I could know them, just once if you please
For my dreams come through with visions I've seen
From my day on the job protecting your dreams
I don't see the visions of sugar plums sweet
Instead I see faces of the children they've beat
I see red colored rivers on the pavement with snow
From the traffic crash of someone I've known
I see the man I caught, in my arms as he heard
That his wife was now dead and wouldn't return
I hear as he screams no please, it's a joke
And I cringe as I tell him it's really no hoax
His eyes pierce my heart with that hollow lost look
As I hold his hand through this terrible hurt
I see the house I've been to (with the door off the hinge)
And the blood on the driveway from the domestic within
I see myself walking into the trashed house
And look at the children, crouched down by the couch
I then see myself approaching a house
A well being check, I'm called to check out
I smell the smell as I climb the stairs
And I know what I'll find when I'm finally there
So as you sleep tonight with the sheets round your head
All cozy and snuggled, safe in your bed
Think of the cop, who's taken the beat
And prays that tonight, Dear God....Give me peace!
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