Written on daylight savings day in the spring of 2012 as a lullaby for a napping brother. The arbitrary control we have over time and light stir us into, and out of, a seasonal effective disorder. The daylight needs saving… from those who attempt to control space, time, and light. There is a force at work which attempts to dictate when the sun rises and falls in the sky. Man’s dominion over nature extends to the sun, but in reality it is just a culture attempting to trick itself to wake up earlier for work. A sort of mass hysteria.