I have written so exhaustively of my struggles with sleep in this project that the word "exhaustively" becomes compounded with irony in this context. I'm not sure if anybody is tired (there I go again) of hearing me sing about this, but I had another bad night and I needed to come up with a song. This was all I could muster to sing about. I wanted the guitar to keep a brisk pace. It represents the pace of my thoughts as I race them in the night. There's an underlying frustration in all of these songs about sleeplessness. So often I try to tell myself to just cut it out, to merely relax, that I shouldn't be this way. Obviously that never works.
lyrics
Two in the morning comes around
I wake to a sound that might have been
I bend to my thoughts and hear them out
And play through the worst of them again
I shouldn't do any of that anymore
I twist in a dream I will forget
A ghost of an image later on
And after the night has all been spent
I blink at the barest light of dawn
I shouldn't let it get to me anymore