Passion Pit Sleepyhead
And you said
It was like fire around the brim
Burning softly burning thin the burning rim
Like stars burning holes right through the dark
Flicking fireworks into my eyes
you were one inch from the edge of this bed
I dragged you back cause sleepyhead, sleepyhead
They couldn't think something to say the day you bounced
with all the lions and all the might and all their thirst
They crowded at your
