This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
your eyelids are made of lead
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
'cause when the sun goes down
i'm gonna make like a tree
sleeping through the afternoon
just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
drifting down the sleepy river
waking like a child
never gonna know what the spirit's saying
unless you drift down for a while
never gonna know what the wind is whispering now
never gonna know unless you leave this world somehow
unless you leave this world somehow
i woke up on the street
so apprehensive, feeling weak
and as i finally tried to speak
twelve birds flew straightways from my mouth
and circled high above the sky
began to cry with kissing sounds
a crowd had gathered on the ground
all speaking strangely through their teeth
(yeah, through their teeth)
i felt alone and in my grief i spoke once more into the wind
a storm of birds contained therein began to spin
(began to spin)
(it's so cold in here)
your eyelids are made of lead
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
'cause when the sun goes down
i'm gonna make like a tree
sleeping through the afternoon
just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
drifting down the sleepy river
waking like a child
never gonna know what the spirit's saying
unless you drift down for a while
never gonna know what the wind is whispering now
never gonna know unless you leave this world somehow
unless you leave this world somehow
i woke up on the street
so apprehensive, feeling weak
and as i finally tried to speak
twelve birds flew straightways from my mouth
and circled high above the sky
began to cry with kissing sounds
a crowd had gathered on the ground
all speaking strangely through their teeth
(yeah, through their teeth)
i felt alone and in my grief i spoke once more into the wind
a storm of birds contained therein began to spin
(began to spin)
(it's so cold in here)
your eyelids are made of lead
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through
Lyrics submitted by hellomagda
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