sleepyhead dreams of dandies

Keep drinking even though I’m by myself

Dreaming about dandies playing games

  

I know when you can’t concentrate

I recognise a look in in your face

That tells me there might be something more to tell

And though I love to vent my speech is aimless

I hope I never have to claim this rant as mine

Though we know I always will

I feel weak the most and aimless much

Hard to hold a candle to a more talented ghost that never can die

Just hope that someone might know what I mean

Its not surprising all the shit you’ll find

If you go for a random goal in mind

Sad to watch a fleeting memory

Of a fleet of people hoping that they could be as good as you or me

When the pressures little complications fly

Retire to your bed where your thoughts can eternally fly free

Nothing can get to you if you just fake it

  

Misplaced behaviour can find a place

Somewhere in this awful maddening game

If other people lie throughout there lives

How can I ask any more than that of you?

Your eyes were as sleepy as could be