| Please sleep, my darling, sleep
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| The cry for inspiration never reaches ears on distant stars
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| And every night our lonely planet slides across the universe
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| And I won’t pretend I understand…
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| Please sleep, my darling, sleep
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| Your death by information won’t disturb the peace on distant stars
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| And Even when you lock the door and slide behind the unlit shades
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| None of us are strangers anymore
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| So fall asleep with the windows open
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| Come to me with the worst you’ve said and done
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| You’ll close your eyes and see me
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| (A little death makes life more meaningful)
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| I stand no chance at all
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| Please sleep, my darling, sleep
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| Your car crash in slow-motion won’t upset the pace on distant stars
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| And one by one the years of our lives stumble as the moments pass
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| So please hold on… please hold on…
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| So fall asleep with the windows open
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| Come to me with the worst you’ve said and done
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| You’ll close your eyes and see me
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| (A little death makes life more meaningful)
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| I stand no chance at all
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| Please sleep my darling, sleep
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| Please sleep my darling, sleep
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| So fall asleep with the windows open
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| Come to me with the worst you’ve said and done
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| You’ll close your eyes and see me
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| (A little death makes life more meaningful)
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| I stand no chance at all |