Every sleep a small death
Empty castles fill my head
The burned-out image in my mind
I caught my breath in waking time
If you think everyone will forget you
You made a permanent place in my mind
You put me together just like a puzzle
But some pieces just don’t fit right
Waking while the moon is high
Casting shadows in blue light
My blood sucked by mosquitoes
I’ve gotta feed my people
If you think everyone will forget you
You made a permanent place in my mind
Forgetting would heal me like in the stories
But this fever suits me mighty fine
Vision through the wrong clouds
I should change what I write about
That burned out image stuck in my mind
Cutting the chords to the life line
If you think everyone will forget you
You made a permanent place in my mind
You put me together just like a puzzle
But some pieces just don’t fit right
If you think everyone will forget you
You made a permanent place in my mind
Forgetting would heal me like in the stories
But this fever suits me mighty fine
One more time!
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