Confide in Sleep Eternal: A Dramatic Poem for Soprano and Piano (1983) 

I'm tired, World. 
Sleep has penetrated my chamber soul, 
Opening that fountain locks that 
Releases slumber's fold. 

I recall that lazy lullaby 
Moma used to moan 
When night time was 
Too late for singin'. 

My clock's hands point toward sleep. 
I jus' gotta roll 'cross cover sheets 
And drop burdening thoughts 
In deep feathered pillows 
That keep my dreams soft 'til midnight. 

I'm tired, World. 
I'm so tired I'm cryin' to sleep 
And I'm dyin' to sleep. 
...I'll die here. 
I'm so used to bein' lazy here, 
I'll jus' be lazy here 
Forever.