Sleep lies close
Cool under all the quilts
Swept and hid in blankets
Plastic, nylon, cellophane
With my mouth at the thermometer
I am cheating myself fever-weak
And it feels as though
I've forgotten something...
I drop all of my clothes
And I'm decreasing in heat
Degree by degree
Now my hands are shaking
It gets worse every day
Like cesium and oxygen
I am clearly burning
And it feels as though
I've forgotten something...
She is awake
I know that she's awake
I am awake
She knows I am awake
We are awake
You can tell that we
Just woke up
And we're waiting...
So close that I can smell it
And now I can relax
And outside on the staircase
The frost makes you lose grip
October has come
Now the grass will freeze and break
And I hate everything
That breaks when you bend it
She is awake
I know that she's awake
I am awake
She knows I am awake
We are awake
You can tell that we
Just woke up
And we're waiting...
What if I'm wrong?
I could be wrong...
What if I'm wrong?
I could be wrong...
What if I am wrong?
I could be wrong
What if I am wrong?
I could be wrong
What if i'm...