From dusk to dawn.

I went to bed last night, which wasn't different from the usual. Then I saw a boat of dreams floating on white satin of my bed. It took me on a trip into an etheric land.
In the morning I couldn't grasp the meaning of what I saw. The boat drawned, killed by the morning sun.
It always comes back again when the shadows of dusk take over the world.
I'll be waiting for the night...