King Crimson Sleeplees
in the dream I fall into the sleepless sea with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves... alright get a hold of yourself an' don't fight it it's over your head it's alright the rumble in your ears it's alright to feel a little fear an' don't fight it it's over your head it's alright you wake up in your bed... silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings they cover my foreign floors and walls submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling they keep me sleepless at night... hey can you picture the sight the figures on the beach in the searing night and the roaring hurt of my silent fight... can you pull me out of this sleepless night can you pull me out?...
