Lyrics:

beatAnd everything is going ?And you saidIt was
like fire around the brimBurning solid,Burning thin the burning
rimLike stars burning holes right through the darkYou gave fire
like saltwater into my eyesYou were an inch from the edge of this
bedI drive you back a sleepyhead, sleepyheadThey couldn't
think of something to say the day you burstWith all their lions and all
their might and all their thirstThey crowd your bedroom like some
thoughts wearing thinAgainst the walls, against your rules, against your
skinMy beard grew down to the floor and out through the doorsOf
your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyheadGo ahead