Sleep That Burns

Nelson

A brass band is playing, rehearsing it's thrills,

All half-moon and cloudy, all golden and shrill . . .

I've got a sleep that burns . . . a sleep that burns . . .

Got a sleep that burns all night.

I'm locked in your dark world

where hearts hold the keys,

Half-opened, enchanted, half-truth and half dreams . . .

I've got a sleep that burns . . . a sleep that burns . . .

Got a sleep that burns all night.

I'm sitting in a cafe in paradise . . .

Naked as a razor, I'm as loaded as a dice . . .

The waitresses all ask me for my price,

I laugh and say I'm leaving and this is only dreaming,

So hold me while I'm screaming . . .

Now . . . ! Is the moment of truth . . .

Your youth is a mask but it's not made to last

For we all have a past to out run

when the mask comes undone

And we race on and on

through the fiery portals of hell . . . !

Go and tell all your friends

that you've witnessed the end

of the world in a dream . . .

The night winds are howling . . . seducing the trees,

I wake in a cold sweat

with the sheets 'round my knees . . .

I've got a sleep that burns . . . a sleep that burns . . .

Got a sleep that burns all night.

I lay in the darkness with visionless eyes . . .

Exhausted and reeling . . . all heartbeats and sighs . . .

But the sleep still burns, yes, the sleep still burns,

Got a sleep that burns all night . . .

(sleep is coming, don't you worry . . .)