Pull the final splinters 
Of missing picture winters 
You have to give yourself a break 
What's the fascination 
With lovers at the station 
You have to tear yourself away 
The dream again nobody understands 
Walking through the long grass on your hands 
It's not a job to do today 
Sleep it off 
Words to make her stay: you said 
Leave me and the plants die 
A panic smile across your face 
Corrugated browline 
The hissing bitter punchline 
Call when you can tie your lace 
The dream again nobody understands 
Walking through the long grass on your hands 
It's not a job to do today 
Sleep it off 
You rule my world my brother 
You rule my world compadre 
The dream again nobody understands 
Walking through the long grass on your hands 
It's not a job to do today 
Sleep it off