Fractured, ceiling.
Moving, reeling.
I am, shadow,
Slumber fallowed.
Glasses, greasy.
Novel, cheesy.
I am, hollow,
Nodding hallowed.
Hey, Sandman, here I am
Not it seems you give a damn
If you’re not visiting me,
What else are you good for?
Hey, Sandman, where are you?
Please excuse my little lose
If you’re not visiting me,
I am really done for
Crystal, dripping.
Soulless, tripping.
I am, shallow
Drowsing swallowed.
Hey, Sandman, here I am
Not it seems you give a damn
If you’re not visiting me,
What else are you good for?
Count your breath, count your sheep
Mantras said, breathing deep.
Keep it cool, keep it dark.
Wash away, question marks...
Hey, Sandman, here I am
Not it seems you give a damn
If you’re not visiting me,
What else are you good for?
Lyrics by John Berry