Death sends you an invitation You accept half of the whole It sweeps across the nation Accomplishing it's only goal A world full of dark mystery Something new every night Darkness is all you can see Giving any young one a fright Sleep is a quick taste of death Replenishing your necessities It releases creativity underneath Creating dreams with small keys Sleep is death where we awake It is where I mind is most used It gives back more than we take And leaves us all less confused Sleep is something that I fear I fear I won't wake the next day The time for us all can be near It will end in some kind of way Sleep is death eating our lives Cutting the time more everyday Slicing slowly with sharp knives Until our "sleep" has gone away
I think that sleep is like an open relationship with death