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