so sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in;
like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within.
sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in,
and carry you over to a new morning.
try as you might, you try to give it up,
seems to be holding on fast.
its hand in your hand, a shadow over you,
a beggar for soul in your face.
still, it don't mater if you won't
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