Reading magazines and counting sheep to pass the time away
Hoping that tomorrow’s gonna bring a smile home again
Images of palm tree’s swaying in the wind on south beach
Takes me back to better days, summer days the everglades in june
My brain, my poor brain
My brain, my poor brain
I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia
Flying high in golden skies, I’m flicking channels in my mind
Finding my utopia a different chapter in a book
Thinking back to younger days as I escape in cooper’s break
It takes me back to 84 the future’s knocking at my door
My brain, my poor brain
My brain, my poor brain
I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia
Turning off a switch inside me, leaving all the stress behind me
Flying over streams and houses, passing over the wye valley
It takes me back to 84 the future’s knocking at my door
My brain, my poor brain
I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia I’m drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia. |
