I’ll Be Sleeping

Wind on the seas
Climbing up the trees
A 2-Liter pocket of change
The sunset’s very strange

You see the orange winter shine
Will you be my valentine
I was yours a day or so
Count the days I do not know
Sit me here before you go
Tell me stories of long ago

The raven takes my head
A hand of honey and bread
Give your soul to live a day
Death shall go another way

Pick me please my friend
Red lights flash and you pretend
But I win because of you
You count three and I count two
Let me go to see a rose
Bend my eyes and straighten your toes
And when nobody knows
I’ll be sleeping

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