O Sleep, come for me, I will go quietly,
where the roof doesn’t leak in my heart.
O Sleep, come for me,
I’m a boat, sprung a leak,
I’ll hide and you’ll seek a new start
for me. Until dawn, I’ll be too gone
to care how grey the day is.
The dreams that it chases away,
they stay asleep.
O Sleep, come for me,
I will come willingly,
like a leaf from a tree in October.
O Sleep, come for me, I wait hopefully.
I was drunk on a dream, now I’m sober.
From now until dawn,
it can’t be too long for me,
I count the hours
‘til I sleep with your feet by my feet,
your breath on my cheek, asleep.
Lisa Hannigan
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