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agent 23 - sleepherder lyrics

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(verse 1)
the nomad forever stands in the desert sands
levered hands, a blue road, and a webbed tan
his vision scans the horizon. the old one’s arriving
our shapeshifting vision’s at the frigring
of grest. he’s been out here for a thousand years
his sworn duty is absorbing our doubts and fears
plus our hopes, our songs and our screams
every last form that is born in our dreams
we wake up and we think our dreams disappear
but they don’t. they’re a echo still living here
like ghosts, one+dimensioned to the left
imagination gave breath to inventions while you slept
psychic energy’s a different type of manner
dreaming makes beings that attempt to climb the ladder
into our world. hallucinations creep further
toward the gate but they’re stopped by him, the sleepherder

(verse 2)
each sleepherder’s turn lasts a millennium
defending the gate, eating dreams and digesting them
and if the sleepherder ever left his post
every ghost would go through and repossess their host
imagine every dream you ever had coming back
nightmares using your brain as a punching bag
thunder cracked, and he saw a shapeshifter
with his kung fu grasps were strong like a weightlifter
you have to be careful with the air full
of terribles and stories, chariots and werewolves
a dream can take any shape, then escape
he meditates on true form, and he defends the gate
then he waits, a little envy in his patience
but any day now, they’ll be sending his replacement
then he’ll retire to the ocean of sp+ce
a thousand years of service with no mistakes
(verse 3)
his eyes scan the horizon still
eyeing will, discipline multiplies his sk!ll
big shoes to fill. real wood at his job
he learned the tricks. his mind is a thick catalog
of the many ways that ghosts can make an approach
he made mental notes to tell the man taking his post
then he smiled, eyes opened in amazement
a mile off, sort of blue robe of his replacement
he approached with a traditional bow
they traded places, meaning the position is now
then exchanged and one millennium has begun
and when it’s done, the old man smile under the sun
then his replacement shifted to a broken shape
and the ghost escaped through the open gate
being tricked by a ghost that impersonates
what you want was the sleepherder’s worst mistake



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