Sleeping Essay, Research Paper
Midnight, I come across the sky as I look out the window in my small old house.
I reach my head out, as the moonlight holds me down, to see if she was sleeping.
So I climb up
My window
Oh I could hear the night begging for light.
So I hold on
To glory
–Ayan Goswami–
Oh will you catch me, will you catch me, will you catch me when I?m falling?
She says it?s all in my head
Never understood what she really meant
No body makes me wait
Like she does;
And she goes on
To say
She sees nothing.
So I walk through the sorrow
Of the snow
Between the broken glass
And Through the crying river
To find myself
Back here again.
All I have ever wanted
Now slipping through my hands
Loosing everything I?ve has
And I still wonder
Will you catch me, will you catch me, will you catch me when I?m falling?
5?Oclock in the morning. I turn on the TV. Would I see myself staring back at me?
She?s still sleeping, as I walk along the edge where my dreams meet her reality.
And I run back from glory’s hand
Is she still waiting for me?
She still thinks that I?m…she still thinks that
I?m sleeping.