CLOCKWORK.

❂ TIME FOR BED.

INTRO/OUTRO:
i make my bed, make it even though i'll be sleeping in
i make my bed, make it even though i'm too big to fit in

VERSE ONE:
sleep gnaws at me, yawns at me
pillows puff their bellies up
bedsheets become a sea to drown in while sleeping
monsters in closets wear off their masks,
after a tiresome day of work of keeping
kids scared and constantly on the look-out of someone creeping up, beware

baths before bedtime, a dream unseen
resort called 'paradise', was this meant to be?
was this meant for me, or another hundred million living things?
a life like no other is make-believe

PRE-CHORUS ONE:
the stars are shooting good night spells
will i ever be able to sleep again...
when i'm alone in a world of a billion,
unknown in a chamber for a millennium

CHORUS ONE:
cozy up with comforters, even these covers can't keep me warm
from this piercing storm, persists till the hour dawns
in which nothing becomes more, than what it Is

POST-CHORUS:
i'll meet you after dark
when the sun has lost its spark
i'll meet you after dark
when the stars get back their spark

VERSE TWO:
time can take the time it wants, erasing my memory
but what will remain, is the picture of your figure sleeping next to me
dreaming for an eternity

shiny cheeks, brightening smile
motherly embrace evelopes me
be the wonder that you can't see

PRE-CHORUS TWO:
everyone watches the moon sleep
and the moon watches everyone sleep
we are not as alone as we think

CHORUS TWO:
even these covers can't keep my warm
from this piercing storm
that flails its wind, i crane my neck to keep it in check
but it's too big for me to bear
bleak midwinter sharply gazes upon me with its icy eyes

BRIDGE:
bells tinker, my heart quivers
my soul splinters, hither and tither
let's let sleeping dogs lie, and go to bed
shoving our problems on the nightdresser
hang up dreamcatchers, and catch our well-deserved rest

CHORUS:
cozy up with comForters, even these covers can't keep me warm
from this piercing storm, persists till the hour dawns
in which nothing becomes more than what it is
i crane my neck to keep it in check
but it's too big for me to bear
bleak midwinter sharply gazes upon me with its icy eyes

OUTRO:
i make my bed, make it even though i'll be sleeping in
i make my bed, make it as though i'll never sleep again

let's head to bed
my last bedtime... for life