What can we scrape together
With just the flesh as evidence
Handfuls of hate
And the bittersweet ambivalence


'Cos I am pushin' cobwebs
And I'm folding into myself


Who will find me under this mean sleep ?
How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ?
How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ?


I had a mean, mean sleep over you
And it hurts, hurts coming back to life

You could burn a thousand days
And I would need no other light
You could die a thousand ways
And I'd still love you back to life
But my needs rising angry
And my loneliness like quicksand
Who will find me under this mean sleep ?
How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ?
How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ?

I had a mean, mean sleep over you
And it hurts, hurts coming back to life

I am lost to the longing
I am moulded by the memory
Had to shut down half my mind
Just to still the space you left behind

'Cos I am pushin' cobwebs
And I'm folding into myself


Who will find me under this mean sleep


How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ?
How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ?


I had a mean, mean sleep over you
And it hurts, hurts coming back to life
Coming back to life


I had a mean sleep
had a mean, mean sleep over you
I had a mean sleep


And it hurts, hurts coming back to life…