Go to sleep
We're so tired now
Altogether in a snake pit of souls
New days
To throw your chains away
To try to hang your hopes on the wind
Little one
Just a little way
Today all we need is waiting
Night rise
Like the evening prize
In a turnstile backwards we fly
Cold bones
Tied together by
Black ropes we pulled from a swing
Little one
Just a little way
Today all of the dreams are waking
Can't stand on crooked legs
I'm cross-eyed to the wall
In these harbor lights
Satellites explode
Drown, drown
Sailors run aground
In a seachange nothing is safe
Strange waves
Push us every way
In a stolen boat we'll float away
Little one
Hold on
All of the dreams are wasting
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Go to sleep
We're so tired now
Altogether in a snake pit of souls
New days
To throw your chains away
To try to hang your hopes on the wind
Little one
Just a little way
Today all we need is waiting
Night rise
Like the evening prize
In a turnstile backwards we fly
Cold bones
Tied together by
Black ropes we pulled from a swing
Little one
Just a little way
Today all of the dreams are waking
Can't stand on crooked legs
I'm cross-eyed to the wall
In these harbor lights
Satellites explode
Drown, drown
Sailors run aground
In a seachange nothing is safe
Strange waves
Push us every way
In a stolen boat we'll float away
Little one
Hold on
All of the dreams are wasting
We're so tired now
Altogether in a snake pit of souls
New days
To throw your chains away
To try to hang your hopes on the wind
Little one
Just a little way
Today all we need is waiting
Night rise
Like the evening prize
In a turnstile backwards we fly
Cold bones
Tied together by
Black ropes we pulled from a swing
Little one
Just a little way
Today all of the dreams are waking
Can't stand on crooked legs
I'm cross-eyed to the wall
In these harbor lights
Satellites explode
Drown, drown
Sailors run aground
In a seachange nothing is safe
Strange waves
Push us every way
In a stolen boat we'll float away
Little one
Hold on
All of the dreams are wasting
Writer: Beck Hansen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
