Please sleep, my darling, sleep.
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Your 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 doors 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 our 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.
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Little Death
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