Sleep

David Bowie gave me the film reel unspooling to infinity. Idaho gave me the bass chords and the slowcore vibe. Surf twang. Tabla. Pink Floyd.

It’s time to go
I can’t wait to leave
There’s nothing more to say

All alone now
At the movie’s end
I can’t remain awake

Drifting out
Nodding off
Lift me up into sleep

This is where the struggling ends
In sleep, into sleep
This is where the suffering ends

I want the soft
And comfort now
There’s nothing I can do

It’s been so long
and far too hard
Now I just can’t hold on

Falling down
Faster now
Diving out into sleep

This is where the story ends
in sleep
This is where reality ends