And so it seems
That sleep makes dreams
And sleeplessness makes us
That's fine
Melatonin and wine

We got way too close
Way too quickly
To hopefulness to which we are both hopelessly addicted
I'd say the tree still needs another bell (?)
Judgment, don't fail me now

It's getting in my dreams
It's getting in my dreams
It's getting in my dreams

And everything is always worse, babe
At 4:30 in the morning
Blackbird has died
Red bird is on the rise (?)
Guess this is why
I've always both loved and hated
The sick gray light of the dawn

But your hand is your wand
And your landscape is drawn
And your chariot awaits

Beyond despondency
The wheels will cut the earth
Your chariot awaits

It's getting in my dreams
It's a bad shade of green
But I don't care what they say,
My dreams might say about me

I need, I need something beautiful to carry
And you're all I care about, babe
You're all I care about, babe

Your hand is your wand
And your landscape is drawn
And your chariot awaits



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