Song lyrics Sleep by Poets Of The Fall

Hear your heartbeat
Beat a frantic pace
And itīs not even seven AM

Youīre feeling the rush
of anguish settling
You cannot help showing them in.

Hurry up then
Or youīll fall behind and
They will take control of you

And you need to heal
The hurt behind your eyes
Fickle words crowding your mind

So
Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in,
Like waves of sweet fire, youīre safe within
Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in,
And carry you over to a new morning

Try as you might
You try to give it up
Seems to be holding on fast

Itīs hand in your hand
A shadow over your
A beggar for soul in your face

Still it donīt matter
If you wonīt listen
If you wonīt let them follow you

You just need to heal
Make good all your lies
Move on and donīt look behind

Day after day
Fickle visions
Messing with your head
Fickle, vicious
Sleeping in your bed
Messing with your head
Fickle visions
Fickle, vicious