Say it's a riot riot
Say it's a golden night
Oh it's a starry one
To not be sleeping right, right?
I never found my eye
For making hours slip by
While I lay turning
While I lay turning
If I turn upon myself
Don't try, try to try to help
I see the sweeping plain below
And the memory of a flood in tow
And it's lying
Lying before me
I wish that I I I
Could just walk and walk walk walk
Into its open arms
Its open arms
If I turn upon myself
Don't try, try to try to help
I know you're lying lying lying
next to me
Oh but your sigh and the symptoms
are telling me that
I must slide into this sleeping river on my own
And when I find that bed lying at the bottom
Well if I seem dead well then I'm sorry but
I must slide into this sleeping river
on my own
They say I'm hypnotised
They say I'm having trouble
Seeing double
Everything has slowed down
I see the arm of a giant calling
And someone else is creeping near
And I'm falling from here
As my fear of all this burns
Then I am lifted by a bird
And I'm flown flown flown back to shelter
And I'm blown blown blown until I settle
And slide into this sleeping river on my own
And when you find that bed lying at the bottom
Well if I seem dead well then I'm sorry
But I must slide into this sleeping river
on my own
I must slide into this
river on my own