Been so long it's hard to tell
Dancing shapes or paths to hell
Moving in from all around
This is the new way to rest
Eyes are closed, but stress still sees
Body aches sleeps restlessly
Days of dreams are dreams of days
This is the new way to rest
Been searching for REM
Through clouded judgment
Burn the candle again
Burn again
Hear the noise that can't be heard
Rings aloud, a constant chord
Night belongs to sound and nerves
This is the new way to rest
There's a place that's just beneath
A crooked line that splits the seams
Between the low-level dreams
This is the new way to rest
Been searching for REM
Through clouded judgment
Burn the candle again
Wide awake in the wind
Not ideal to be
In a low level-dream
Not meant to be
Low-level dreaming
Adrift in joy and misery
Endorphins rush crazily
Quick to rage, quick to glee
Just need some rest
Need caffeine - losing steam
Tunnel visions' all that's seen
Each blink contains a dream
Just need some rest
Been searching for REM
Through clouded judgment
Burn the candle again