paroles de chanson Sleepyhead - Passion Pit

And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going

And you said
It was like fire around the brim
Burning solid
Burning thin the burning rim

Like stars burning holes right through the dark
Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes
You were one inch from the edge of this bed

I drag you back
A sleepyhead
Sleepyhead

They couldn′t think of something
To say the day you burst
With all their lions and all
Their might and all their thirst

They crowd your bedroom
Like some thoughts wearing thin
Against the walls, against your rules
Against your skin

My beard grew down to the floor
And out through the doors
And of your eyes, begonia skies

Like a sleepyhead
Sleepyhead