I've been talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep I wake up screaming need a drink
Too dead to dream but too tired to think
And I've been wandering through these streets
Wandering through these streets
Wandering through these streets replacing steps of troubled feet
Collecting locks and clues and keys and memories
And I haven't seen that much, but what I've seen I've also felt
And I've seen people waste away while waiting to rebel
So little time. So little time. So little time. So little time
I've been learning how to read
Learning how to read
Learning how to read all of these living histories
I stand still watch the pages fill and breathe
And I haven't seen that much, but I know other people have
And if they did why can't I try to imagine what they had
So little time. So little time. So little time. So little time
I've been talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep the lyrics to a melody
That I hope one day I'll be able to sing
And I haven't seen that much but I'm still hopeful that I will
And I won't rely on dying. I won't let myself sit still
And waste my time my precious time. Write another line
The world is spinning like a dime you've got to learn to make it rhyme
I've been talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep
Talking in my sleep the lyrics to a melody
That I hope one day I'll be able to sing
That I hope one day I'll be able to sing
That I hope one day I'll be able to sing