And you It was like fire around the brim Burning Burning 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 I you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead
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They couldn't think of something to say the day you With all their and all their might and all their thirst crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin Against the walls against your rules against skin My beard grew to the floor and out the doors Of your eyes but go in disguise like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead.