Why do they sleep
To see in the dark
They travel around on highways of sparks
In whirlwinds familiar they flicker and they linger
And weave in coherence into a comforting blanket of sense
Why do they sleep
Something like home but not there at all
Somebody hold me down
Fluid
Fluent
Why do they sleep
Why do they sleep
To see in the dark
Broken apart
Recalling internal emotion falls short
In whirlwinds familiar they flicker and they linger
And weave in coherence into a comforting blanket of sense