In the black of my head You’re resting like you’ve gone at This for too long Put down your pen Cut down the angles The math you’ve done is all wrong Go to bed now
And count your blessings, not your sheep
Your stars are mine for the night To put in line so I can breathe them in
At the back of my bed You’re confessing like you’ve known this all along Darken the lens
And ask the gods how to sleep
Your stars are mine for the night To put in line so I can breathe them in The stars align in a dream of mine Where you exhale a hematoma sky
So say what you will About my visions of the earth From the moon where An astronaut claimed it for us all Even you As you dare to deny it all
Your stars are mine for the night To put in line so I can breathe them in The stars align in a dream of mine Where you exhale a hematoma sky