A Bedtime Story
When I was youngerI was told a Story
of a man
He was so lonely
He was so brave
He fought
For people
Like you
Like me
That man and his Box
That impossible Box
The Box that was bigger than you could imagine
Yet as the tiniest thing on the outside
The most beauitful
Dare I say "sexy"
Box you would have ever seen
Travelling
Always running
Always seeing new sights to be seen
Always amazed by the most
Simplistic
The most
Beautiful
The most
Important
Things in the universe
And that's us
That's me
That's you
In all of space and time
WE ARE IMPORTANT
The Mad Man (he's The Doctor)
Told me so
"900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important."
That's what he said
Now sleep
And dream
Dream of The Doctor
Dream of the days that may come
The adventures you may have
Saving the universe
Saving the day
Dream of the days that may never come
Dream of that Box
And run
You clever little child.
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