At night when the stars twinkled bright
A child would start to sleep for the night
Through the window shone a golden moon
The wee child should be sleeping very soon
The wind it blew the branches in a dance
Shadows appeared for the child to glance
Witches on broomsticks took off in flight
The child was scared of the fading light
The child fought its eyes not to sleep
A tunnel of light the fear of a repeat
The frighten child it was actually me
I feared the tunnel that I could see
Each night my vision it opened wide
The fear it brought the tears I cried
Down the light tunnel I would zoom
In to the light and out of the room
How as a child could I have known
I was soul travelling in another zone
I was frighten I tried shouting no
Please stop it I don't want to go
Sooner or later my wish came true
I didn't understand I hadn't a clue
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