SINGING IN MY SLEEP

i'm singing in my sleep

through hours no one keeps

i like the songs i play

but i'd rather be happy

will you help me be?

will you sing along?

will you make me me?

or will i play alone?

help me to be free

maybe find a way

to crush these silly dreams

and throw this guitar away

it makes me cry

like a fool

it never gives me peace

and we can can hope

we should hope

we all could hope, i think

it makes me cry

like a fool

it never gives me peace

and we can hope

we all should hope

we all will hope , i think

SUNKEN LOW

all the tracks that you left

after morning had set

have become dirty wounds that won't heal

and the choices that i have to make

are the ones that are real

seems that bodies are cast

from the first to the last

in remembrance of forgotten things

caught behind all the thoughts in our eyes

are the songs we can't sing

sunken low,  i'm high

never more shall we part

now the end is the start

of existence where every thing's new

but i'd trade it all in for a chance

at living with you

sunken low, i'm high

foreign language is spent

i've got sins to repent

i remember i felt happy once

but my body and mind have burnt out

i just want it to stop