The Sleep Songtext
von By the Patient

In time there′s no progression
We will be lost
And so will you
Can you turn the page
You're dying to read?
Can you see the things
Dying to be?
We are so unresolved
And full of it
Convulsions in the flesh
Obliged to the fun of the irony
In time we will be free
In time we will be free
But we can′t wait for it again
In time we will be free
But we can't wait for it again
I shed my skin As you turn away
I turn the bells
I reverse the effect
The joke's on you
But you′re not biting now
The sleep is over
In time we will see clear
We cannot stay
The sleep is over
Now it′s all falling
Now it's all falling on me
Falling on me
Now it′s all falling
Now it's all falling on me
It′s falling on me
All falling on me