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