Tekster: Radical Face. Sleepwalking.

I fell asleep in a chair by the fireplace

And I woke up in the kitchen sink

With an umbrella full of holes atop my head and

I fell asleep on the table with your picture in hand

And I woke up in the cupboard

With some scrapes on my arms and a mouthful of hell



Chains are rattling in the attic again

And the (?) nests in the windowsill

And dust had settled over everything

And the ceiling fan still cuts a lazy circle



Got a picture on the mantlepiece

Of the way that I thought that we'd end up

But it shares no resemblance to that

Yeah, that shares no resemblance to that



I tore the dreams from my head and tossed them in the flames

And the smoke smelled like my past

And it stung my eyes, but I was too stubborn to blink and

I slept inside the piano 'til the rain was gone

And I woke up when I saw the sun

And wiped the sleep from my eyes, yeah I knew my time had come



We're all still a part of everything that we were

And we'll all float along with everything

And in turn, we'll all fall apart with everything

We'll learn just what things are like outside our heads



And I hear them singing

I hear my name

I feel you tug my skin

And I was happy to fade