grace cummings – sleep lyrics
i’m nervous as i sit here alone
thinking about the idea of freedom
i’m controlling all the wrong things
and to think of any gain from it
i must be dreaming
i’ll never be brett whiteley
but someday i might like seeing from my own eyes
i could be the elected
not rejected from the heavens in the sky
i’m not sure if i should be doing this
if this is even anything at all
the autumn, it has blown in quick
and i’m rushing to turn a new leaf
before they fall
i’ll never be chris bell
but perhaps i could hang in the cosmos at night
i could be the elected
not rejected from the heavens in the sky
i’m a slave to hate my enemies
and in doing so
i guess that i am farther from god
i’m not even in their memories
but i’ve been thinking about forgiveness for too long
i’ll never be meryl streep
but someday i might believe in my own lies
i could be the elected
not rejected from the heavens in the sky
oh, to sleep so romantically
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