The midnight’s vessel overturns
And sleep prevails
Tried and true

To capsized days
I raise my glass
Drawn to tears
As I softly recall

Into murky seas
My thoughts defer
Submerged and forgotten
In the whirlpool of night

Into the drone
Of faultless rest
I arise full
For the luxuries beyond

Withheld from the earth
I raise my glass
In the depths of reverence
In overturned solace