Gordon Downie - Moonslow Yer Lashes lyrics

Where I am No one makes a sound No one makes a peep No one opens their mouth to speak Oh, the constant idling of winter work Work I recognise and understand No more, 'what-must-he-think?' No more, 'I-think-he-thinks' More, alone and idling in a van Where I am No one makes a sound No one makes a peep No one opens their mouth to speak Oh, the constant sifting for material Oh the constantly in my head ("Oh, ain't that uncanny, ain't that unnatural") Taking everything to bed While burgundy's crestfallen, she's outside herself Saying, "Why do I do what I did? When I get out of high level, when, not if I'm just going to want to hold and smell and touch my kids And dance-dance to their timeless trance And dream-dream to the stone of their dreams Go on little drunken astronauts, go Far, straight, forgiving and brief Forget the hawks, jaguars, the knife-lickers and creeps" Where I am No one makes a sound No one makes a peep No one opens their mouth to speak Moonslow your eyelashes, fluttering above your cheeks Moonslow your little lashes, please, go to sleep Yeah please, go to sleep Honey please, go to sleep