I keep tension
Up in my shoulders and I'm too hunched over,
I know.
Each picture
Flickers in stasis,
An ageing, aggressive unknown
I'm feeling kind of messy
I think I need a nap
Another wretched cycle
Confusion in a snap
I think I hurt her feelings
That makes me feel bad
Another stab at praying
I'm feeling kind of sad
Peculiar form of sleep, peculiar
(Dreams are only seeing it again)
Cause if you never had a leader
How is dreaming anything
Different to waking up
I get tired sometimes
Ticking cycles
I keep revisiting school in the night-time
Can't shake it
How can I reason in realms of unreason,
It's hard
I'm feeling kind of tired
I think I need a drink
A single work of spirit
Can pull you from the brink
The ticking's getting louder
And I'm grasping at the sand
But when I talk he listens
How beautiful is that
Between blindness and seeing
Tiresias Theban
Do you see the future?
Peculiar Form of Sleep Video (MV)
Performed By: Wovoka Gentle
Length: 3:33
Written by: ELEANOR RACHEL MASON, IMOGEN ROSE MASON, WILLIAM JOSEPH STOKES
Wovoka Gentle - Peculiar Form of Sleep Lyrics
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I keep tension
Up in my shoulders and I'm too hunched over,
I know.
Each picture
Flickers in stasis,
An ageing, aggressive unknown
I'm feeling kind of messy
I think I need a nap
Another wretched cycle
Confusion in a snap
I think I hurt her feelings
That makes me feel bad
Another stab at praying
I'm feeling kind of sad
Peculiar form of sleep, peculiar
(Dreams are only seeing it again)
Cause if you never had a leader
How is dreaming anything
Different to waking up
I get tired sometimes
Ticking cycles
I keep revisiting school in the night-time
Can't shake it
How can I reason in realms of unreason,
It's hard
I'm feeling kind of tired
I think I need a drink
A single work of spirit
Can pull you from the brink
The ticking's getting louder
And I'm grasping at the sand
But when I talk he listens
How beautiful is that
Between blindness and seeing
Tiresias Theban
Do you see the future?
Up in my shoulders and I'm too hunched over,
I know.
Each picture
Flickers in stasis,
An ageing, aggressive unknown
I'm feeling kind of messy
I think I need a nap
Another wretched cycle
Confusion in a snap
I think I hurt her feelings
That makes me feel bad
Another stab at praying
I'm feeling kind of sad
Peculiar form of sleep, peculiar
(Dreams are only seeing it again)
Cause if you never had a leader
How is dreaming anything
Different to waking up
I get tired sometimes
Ticking cycles
I keep revisiting school in the night-time
Can't shake it
How can I reason in realms of unreason,
It's hard
I'm feeling kind of tired
I think I need a drink
A single work of spirit
Can pull you from the brink
The ticking's getting louder
And I'm grasping at the sand
But when I talk he listens
How beautiful is that
Between blindness and seeing
Tiresias Theban
Do you see the future?
Writer: ELEANOR RACHEL MASON, IMOGEN ROSE MASON, WILLIAM JOSEPH STOKES
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network