I can't sleep

I can't sleep, so here I am, writing instead. I'm not sure what to put down; I suppose I can just keep writing. I really dislike the way that things pour out of me and when I look back its all so much rubbish. I'm participating in the Resurrection Jukebox again, and it's harder this time. I have to find a song by a dead person or defunct band covered by someone who's dead. Really? This is going to be tricky. I can use Peggy Lee, Elvis, Amy Winehouse, The Mamas and the Papas, Michael Jackson/ The Jacksons/The Jackson Five, Kurt Cobain, Marvin Gaye, maybe The Mamas and The Papas, Creedence, Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, Nat King Cole, The Beatles, Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Danny Kaye, Led Zeppelin, Bessie Smith, Irving Berlin, Johnny Cash, Chet Akins, Patsy Cline, Ray Charles, and probably other names will come to me later. O.K., I have enough, so not really a problem here. I guess I can stop writing now.