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The Swell Season Sleeping

Are you sleeping? Still dreaming? Still drifting off alone... I'm not leaving with this feeling So you'd better best be told And how in the world did

Are you sleeping? Still dreaming? Still drifting off alone. I'm not leaving with this feeling So you'd better best be told And how in the world did you

fought, I toiled for the lost in the waves And I will not tire, I'll die no slave If the sea's my grave I sleep with my city, my people, my oath, my

symbolize your downfall Drunky peasants, honor the shifty megatron presence Slug a bolt once ceremonies of merit turn blood sport (Uh) Fought in hella high seas

I could glow, I could glow and swell I could well glow, turn black, turn back Ride and forget My ghost of seasons past, asked this bedroom what to say, I said stay I have to sleep

of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of beauty held in dream-dead sleep And scarlet seas that bleed

Please tell me why They're all closed for the season The rivers rise The wells run dry Water it tries To swell and make it's mark I'll wait for sleep

ve been twenty years away from all I ever knew to return would make my dreams come true Seasons of sorrow have stolen all my years I miss the rolling

clinched, locked A bloody sabbath of my life Bloodstained blossoms My heart belches seas of flames Its lips knowing all the arts Angry swell to my heart