Typhoon (Band)
Sleep
One, two, three, four
We can all agree it's a mixed bag for the living
Full of sorrow, full of grief
I ransacked the place for the single thought that could comfort me
Something small, something sweet
It was once in the spring, you were on the porch, I heard you singing
From inside, sat and listened through the screen

Now it's the time, the last liferaft leaving my mind
As it sinks out of sight
Would you stay for a while – put your gnarled hands into mine?
Hold me down
I feel so light, I could just float away
Just don't let me go to sleep

So long, my sweet
Maybe next time that we meet
We'll be whole, we'll be weightless, we'll be free

Don't let me go to sleep
Just don't let me go to sleep
Just don't let me go to sleep

It's a mixed bag for the living
Full of sorrow, full of grief
And the moment stretches on
Like the first day school and I've answered wrong
Like a self-enclosed short circuit goes
Like a self-enclosed short circuit goes around forever until it's gone