Sleep Is a Curse - maudlin of the Well

Life means more since I stopped thinking

Life means more because you keep me going

I dreamed that we had another moment, still

We could be the champions of art

I killed myself because I was stupid

Great things come, but only as a blessing

It took so long because nobody told me

The Son of God is nothing more than this

I think I have it, I’m an angel

Humbled as such to learn from you

The truth of Life is never spoken

And sleep hasn’t ever done me any good yet

Sleep is a curse

Remember that moment the music led

Our dying minds to Heaven?

The promises of Life are tragic

The one for me will never have those things

That night, the forest was seething

So many things, but her face was all I saw

You’re so good, your face is all I see

I think I have it, I’m an angel

Humbled as such to learn from you

The truth of Life is never spoken

And sleep hasn’t ever done me any good yet