Inspiration

Morning comes upon us to impose another day,
Though I might try to force myself to sleep..
Why should I - Face up to - Another waking day?
When there's a chance you'll come to me,
In dreams..
The world just keeps right on,
Turning anyway,
While I stay home and watch the shadow play..
Innocence is lost into the dark..
If I were dynamite would you provide the spark?