And you said It was like fire around brim Burning solid Burning thin burning rim Like stars burning holes right through the dark Flicking fire like saltwater my eyes You were one inch from edge of this bed I drag you a sleepyhead, sleepyhead
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They couldn't think of something to the day you burst With their lions and all their might and all their thirst crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin Against walls against your rules against your skin My beard grew down the floor and out the doors Of your eyes but go in disguise like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead.