TRYPTOPHAN DREAMS

Verse 1

The lights are low, the plate’s a battlefield,

Cranberry stains on the armor of your shield.

You took the stuffing like a warrior king,

Now the room is spinning slow, like it’s stuck in a swing.

Your eyelids fall like curtains at a midnight show,

Yeah Daddy, you’re fading out… here you go.

Chorus

Drifting off in tryptophan dreams,

Sinkin’ deep like gravy in streams.

Turkey took you down, soft and slow,

Wrapped you up in that post-feast glow.

You’re slippin’… tumblin’… out of this realm,

Coma’s got you, Daddy—no one at the helm.

Verse 2

You fought the pie, but the pie fought back,

Pumpkin karate with a whipped-cream smack.

Mac & cheese whispered sweet defeat,

Your fork tapped out in the final heat.

Now your heartbeat’s hummin’ like a slow-ride drum,

And the Sandman’s struttin’ in—

Guess your time has come.

Chorus

Drifting off in tryptophan dreams,

Sinkin’ deep like gravy in streams.

Turkey took you down, soft and slow,

Wrapped you up in that post-feast glow.

You’re slippin’… tumblin’… out of this realm,

Coma’s got you, Daddy—no one at the helm.

Bridge

I’ll keep watch while your soul floats free,

Traveling past the kitchen, past reality.

You’re mumblin’ “five minutes…” in a cranberry haze,

Lost in a leftover labyrinth maze.

But when you wake, I’ll tease you without mercy—

“You were snoring like a dragon… over leftover turkey.”

Final Chorus

Drifting off in tryptophan dreams,

Sinkin’ deep like gravy in streams.

Turkey didn’t ask, it just claimed your throne,

Dragging Daddy into the Snooze Zone.

Rest your crown, my feast-fallen king—

The turkey won… till morning.