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Something's scratch scratch scratching at my window.
Something's creak creak creaking down the hall.
Someone's cack cack cackling when the wind blows.
And I don?t think I?ll get any sleep at all.

Momma read read read me lots of stories
and sing sing sing me lots of songs
Cuz I'm quake quake quaking 'neath my covers
Tell those Scary things to stay where they belong.

So my Momma took her violin
And sang this with a lovely grin:

When you?re terrified at night
Just think of what to dream.
Fly without an aeroplane
or join the science team.
It's so much fun imagining
your favorite kind of dream.

And she left me there with my head spinning...

Well, I thought thought thought about a castle
And the creak creak creak became a guard
And the cack cack cackling was the whistle
Of my arrow as I practiced in the yard.

And the scratch scratch scratching was a signal
From my best friend hiding in a tree
So we snuck off on my flying pig-bull
And we found a pirate's treasure box at sea

When I am terrified at night
I think of what to dream.
I dance in a flamenco troupe
or dye my body green.
It's so much fun imagining
my favorite kind of dream.

(In a stuffy, goofy voice.)
It can get quite precarious
When fooling the nefarious
And I might feel confused.

But with my creativity
I block out negativity
And end up rather amused.

When I am terrified at night
I think of what to dream.
I sleep in silken puffs of cloud
or sail an emerald stream.
It's so much fun imagining?

Yeah! When I'm terrified at night
I think of what to dream.
I climb the peak of Everest
or dress the dainty queen.
It's so much fun imagining
my favorite kind of dream.

And soon enough I'm sound asleep
Counting giant rainbow sheep
In my favorite kind of dream.