Texty: My Latest Novel. Wrongfully, I Rested.

Ba Ba. Ba Ba.
Surrounded by butterflies, a fluttered face for feeling low
Ba Ba. Ba Ba.
Tiny rivers, awash with little specks of gold
Ba Ba. Ba Ba.
Have to tell you, back in school I didn't carry much weight.
Ba Ba. Ba Ba.
Whatever brought this, sleepless in song

Just like a star
My pining subsides
Drops but then swells
Clamps my insides
When I dream of you
Tears cloud my eyes
Drown and explode
Collect, and fall on
And on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
And on and on
And on and on and on and on
And on and on
And on and on
And on.

Like a ghoul in the night become haunting
Run for help, hit the door, he's left wanting
Hear him bang, hear him scream in the hallway
Pray to God, he won't come my way

Flick the light, wake him up, he looks angry
Feel his sweat, feel his tears, they won't go away
Eyes are wrecked as he skulks for a doorway
Back to bed, find a dream, and let this lay

Like a ghoul the night become haunting (Ba da da)
Run for help, hit the door, he's left wanting (Ba da da)
Hear him bang, hear him scream in the hallway (Ba da da)
Pray to God he won't come my way

Flick the light, wake him up, he looks angry (Ba da da)
Feel his sweat, feel his tears, they won't go away (Ba da da)
Eyes are wrecked as he skulks for a doorway (Ba da da)
Back to bed, find a dream, and let this lay