Sleep Forever

Slow moving fingers tap words on an old typewriter

Page after page screwed up uninspired by its title

Oh you'll never find water when you're so far gone in the desert

If you sink in to the breast of the beast you might sleep forever

Sleep Forever

Bid farewell to the light of morning

Sleep Forever

The point of no return is looming closer so I

Sleep forever

Got the post existentialist blues

Sleep forever

Let every small distraction be good news lest I sleep forever

Nightmares drifting through the hallways of your psyche

Wonder if the ghosts place bids on when you turn crazy

You'll never be free from the shackles of aimless obsession

For the tides of selfish desire will make you sleep forever…