Figure of divine perfection No one's loved with more affection Soul to soul we've breathed Oh, I won't let The Fates succeed Worried hours of contemplation Whispered bits of conversation Unaffected orderlies Disinfected rooms and hallways
And if you sleep you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should i hope to make it thorugh? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep, too
Jagged thorns and pretty petals Butterflies and stinging nettles Sunny days and nights of glackness But where's the joy to cure my sadness?
And if you sleep you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should i hope to make it thorugh? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep, too
Gleaming cars and covered faces Teary eyes in hallowed places Grass and graite stone No one's been more all alone
And if you sleep you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should i hope to make it thorugh? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep, too
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