Oct 2017
Let me sleep, let me dream,
Don't wake me in just yet;
I'm not tired, just tired of life.
I'm happy in my courtship with the Brother of Death.
If I never awake, that's just fine.
Brother of Death, come pull my heartstrings,
Come pull the wool over my eyes.
Woo me to bed and your welcome embrace;
Be my escape from this life.
Let me remain in my comatose state;
If I'm unconscious, just let me slumber.
Awake, I'm too lonely to care anyway.
What good is life without a lover?
Man of Sorrows, come romance my heart.
Even in my dreams you haunt me.
If I can't escape Your awe-full embrace,
You might as well haunt me completely.
Don't let me remain in my comatose state.
Awaken me from my slumber.
Awake or asleep, there is no escape.
Life is just death when devoid of The Lover.
Don't wake me in just yet;
I'm not tired, just tired of life.
I'm happy in my courtship with the Brother of Death.
If I never awake, that's just fine.
Brother of Death, come pull my heartstrings,
Come pull the wool over my eyes.
Woo me to bed and your welcome embrace;
Be my escape from this life.
Let me remain in my comatose state;
If I'm unconscious, just let me slumber.
Awake, I'm too lonely to care anyway.
What good is life without a lover?
Man of Sorrows, come romance my heart.
Even in my dreams you haunt me.
If I can't escape Your awe-full embrace,
You might as well haunt me completely.
Don't let me remain in my comatose state.
Awaken me from my slumber.
Awake or asleep, there is no escape.
Life is just death when devoid of The Lover.
This song deals with the seduction of sleep. It's the best escape from life, from the daily grind of hopeless drudgery. And I've heard it said that Sleep is a brother to Death. That's why I often crave it so deeply. Because I'm not really tired, I'm just tired of life. But there is One who makes life worth living again. And when He enters into our sorrows and leads us to Himself, life takes on meaning again, and sleep once more sinks to it's rightful place in life.
