If You Sleep

(T. Bachman)

Figure of divine perfection

No one's loved with more affection

Soul to soul we've breathed

Oh, I won't let The Fates succeed

Worried hours of contemplation

Whispered bits of conversation

Unaffected orderlies

Disinfected rooms and hallways

And if you sleep, you sleep with God

And if I cry, it's for my heart

Why should I hope to make it through?

'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep, too

Jagged thorns and pretty petals

Butterflies and stinging nettles

Sunny days and nights of blackness

But where's the joy to cure my sadness?

(Chorus)

Gleaming cars and covered faces

Teary eyes in hallowed places

Grass and granite stone

No one's been more all alone

(Chorus)