sleepy town cradles me down
we sing lullabies to the moon behind the wires, to the people who can fly
to the lonely ones behind the shop window
magic on their minds
little light beside your eyes
shed your dust and make us wild
anything that lives inside my head
would never be
i drew it from a story without the strength to breathe
and so we sing only when i dream
sleepy town cradles me down
we sing lullabies and a whisper in the trees, laughing softly with the breeze
and we finally see we're delicate and only skin between
anything that lives inside my head
could never be
you're beautiful imaginary marks upon your cheeks
and pupils in your blue eyes are they blue eyes are they blue eyes
anything that lives inside my head
would never be
i drew it from a story without the strength to breathe
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