Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i'm counting sheep
but can't fall asleep
so i'm dreaming time
without its waste
and here i am
not doing a thing
resting my eyes
from the troubles outside
catching 40 winks

i could sleep
when i'm dead
but i want
to dream
its not the time
i find a waste
its the thoughts
that i misplace

surfacing from the deep
and crawling out
from under my skin
raising stakes
and mishammering nails
i'm resting my dreams
on a dangerous foundation

its the thoughts that i've come to dream
that keep me sane throughout my day
if it wasn't for the release within my sleep
i think my fist might reign through my wake

(...and so the bodies
are scattered
far and
few between
battle scars
give character
to my
sleeping face...)

its not the sleep
i fear the most
its the wake
from what i've dreamt

so mr sandman
if you can catch me
and hold me down
maybe i can sleep
when i'm dead

its not the sleep
i fear the most
its the wake
from what i've dreamt

yeah, I can relate to that, for sure