Numb, an Author Songtext
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My eyes are closed with a dream face
Haunted by me
No more lonely for
Uninvented by sleep

Broken and uninvented by sleep
I turn the wheel of forming patterns in the sand
Whirling uneven, a bruise going deeper within


Releasing unhappiness
Its job is not completed
But what could be left?
What corner is kept?
My fever a cloud
That thunders a fiction about you
Worn that which was good
Out in the open

And the seasons
My moments
Both scolding and embracing
Collide with the silence
Ungraciously evolving

And I give it a sign
I give it a sign
I surely am disarranged by sleep
Wandering to my patterns in the sand
Whirling uneven, a bruise going deeper within
Whirling uneven, a bruise going deeper within
Whirling uneven, a bruise going deeper within