Just close your eyes to erase all the best dreams

and this quiet refrain is never what it seems

it's five a.m. in a counterfeit sleep

I can't believe that I'm still counting sheep

with her mind full blown edged in bright warning red

with voices in her head



I am close to it now to remembering

all these dark desert clouds and how the torrent stream

flooded our heels with a water so deep

I can't believe that you still fell asleep

with a mind full blown etched in light morning red

with all that we have said

you passed out cold on the deep waters edge

you must have bumped your head



Don't be afraid

forget it all

keep it all to yourself

Once you awake

get it all keep it on your shelf



I kiss the mud and the leaves and the trees embrace me

with the mountains lying down at the sea I would sleep