shes a famous sleeper.
warm hearted sipping of golden wine on icebergs can cool you off, making you sink the next ship u see in sight. sleep tight i said to her, kiss on the forehead and here i go. who wouldnt wana be caught up in the melancholy of this hard boiled watch. clocks go by and run you over, you gotta watch out before you cross that tattooed highway over the next mountains island. sleep tight sleep tight honey cuz i started rowing this horse a long time ago.