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