Lyrics: Dylan Case White
Music: Dylan Case White
Sometimes I wake up crying
Don’t remember a thing
Wonder what kind of hell
Is going on in my dreams
My languished heart
My tired mind
Are well worn mementos
Of a want beyond this life
If death is but a sleep
And the grave be our bed
Lay me down as soon as You can
I could use some rest
Say what you want
Say what you mean
It don’t matter much
If it don’t mean anything
Our eyes wander
Like a drunk in the streets
Our conversations
Are like blacked out memories
No point in rem еmbering
Everything and evеryone
We’re all so touch and go
I know there is so much more
Beyond the tangible
We’re promised more
Than we could ever dream
There’s a room prepared
For each and every sheep
No matter what dark
Or shade in waking speaks
All pales to a future hope
A present peace
Find joy in suffering
If death is but a sleep
And the grave be our bed
Lay me down as soon as You can
I could use some rest
If death is but a sleep
And the grave be our bed
We will wake to meet again
And finally be wed