When You Toss

Laying awake isn't easy.
The stillness of Night soothes bones.
Only like this can the orchestra begin.
Listen to the music!
The snores begin the movement.
This opening allegro mocks weary eyes. Travellers into the sleep realm are disconcerted.
Then comes the freeway. From a distance, you hear

cars filled with early risers, the working class bustling to begin their long day.

Now the minuet. Such a temptation to move the feet during the social hour of the bedsheets.
Woodwind. Percussion. String. 
Each family has united to bring forth a lullaby.
There is chaos, though. Their desire to continue has been dragged on. They are begging their conductor to sleep.
The orchestra begs to end but alas, how can one sleep with such noise?