One Version Of Events

I can't read the map you drew for me.

It's dark, the lines are blurred and hard to read.

This is when we expect our history to save us from the facts.

Shaky memories give way to the unshakable dates assigned to celebrate.

You sacrifice precision for convenience of indecision.

This breathless August night

Can no longer hide us from the sight

Of some shameless mantra we decide

Is the way to get around the problem

And I'll never go back to sleep tonight

I'll never go back to sleep tonight

I want to go back to sleep tonight

I'll never go back to sleep tonight

You went away for just a week or two

It's so unfashionable to be alone with you

I crave a simple silence unfettered by non-compliance

This breathless August night

Can no longer hide us from the sight

Of some shameless mantra we decide

Is the way to get around the problem

And I'll never go back to sleep tonight

I'll never go back to sleep tonight

I want to go back to sleep tonight

I want to go back to sleep tonight