|  8. Sleep Divine
Up from deep dark sleep
prise your face up off the sheets
wipe the tear dew from your eyes
do you remember what you dreamed of
down - sleeps gravity pulls me under
way back down below
to swim in slow time for crazy minds
to speak the unspeakable truths
sandman enter my room with pleasure
and sprinkle your candy under my eyelids
don't let me dream of Cindy Crawford
or they’ll be a terrible puddle under my bed
sorry i’m not here i’m out to dream
shout out in devils tongues
and sing to me your brilliant songs
dream a dream so deep divine
it makes no sense no sense at all |
