Hush hush.
Sunbeam, stop talking.
It's still dark in the air
and I'm falling,
sailing the deep and tranquil seas.
Sunbeam, drown me out.
I'm not ready for the sky.
The future is on the bound
and this is too much.
I've lost myself again.
Collapse, don't blink.
I'm wrapped in cotton.
Don't make a sound,
for a little longer.
These bitter sweet dreams
are only too familiar to my sleep.
They have known and forgotten,
tied up in stories.
Just rake it all in
and lay claim.
Sunbeam, tick tock.
Unfold me.
Hail these pages turning
as this scenery grows.
Sep 4, 2011
Sep 4, 2011 at 1:30 AM UTC
Hush hush.
Sunbeam, stop talking.
It's still dark in the air
and I'm falling,
sailing the deep and tranquil seas.
Sunbeam, drown me out.
I'm not ready for the sky.
The future is on the bound
and this is too much.
I've lost myself again.
Collapse, don't blink.
I'm wrapped in cotton.
Don't make a sound,
for a little longer.
These bitter sweet dreams
are only too familiar to my sleep.
They have known and forgotten,
tied up in stories.
Just rake it all in
and lay claim.
Sunbeam, tick tock.
Unfold me.
Hail these pages turning
as this scenery grows.
