I refuse to sleep.
Why should I, when days are short
And waiting is night?

It's midnight in Mississippi.
I see no stars in the sky,
And I need none,
For I have no wishes.

All I need is nature.
She lulls me to sleep,
and should I have a nightmare
My friends are beside me.

The mighty river roars.
I do not hear it,
But feel it bringing life
To everything around me.

I am far from the city.
I find peace in the wind,
As it drowns out my thoughts
And I can fall alsleep.

It's midnight in Mississippi.
I am warm even in Winter,
And rightfully so
Since I am with family.