Texty: The Avett Brothers. Go To Sleep.

Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man

Wipe the blood from you face and your hands

Forgive yourself if you think that you can

Go to sleep, go to sleep my man



Twenty-one days lost at sea I fought

For twenty-two years non-stop I've talked

Through the desert, pissed drunk, and confused I walked

I spit a tooth in the palm of my hand



Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man

Wipe the blood from you face and your hands

Forgive yourself if you think that you can

Go to sleep, go to sleep my man



Well the wind and the trees are ganging up on me

They sing my funeral song in harmony

Well I just want to walk home on the trunk I need

But they keep singing and singing and singing to me...

La, La, La, La, La, La (I hear them singing)

La, La, La, La, La, La (Singing for me)

La, La, La, La, La, La (Oh!)



Well I wish things were different, true, and deep

But everything that's so shallow is everything about me

If only I could just take all my money and leave

I hope the people on the ground will understand

I hope the people out there will understand



Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man

Wipe the blood from you face and your hands

Forgive yourself if you think that you can

Go to sleep, go to sleep my man

La, La

Go to sleep, go to sleep my man

La, La

Go to sleep, go to sleep my man