The rhythm surround the room You'll be sleeping soon The radio plays it's tune You'll be dreaming I'll take a match to the paper moon And set it alight A bright night light for you I'll hold my body still I'll hold against its will I'll hold my breath Until I'm blue and I'm bruise You'll say this mind is ill But sleep will come it will First let the truths lay real And dream will come back to you The rocks they've thrown Are all put down And the backs that turned Are all turned back around And your hands still warm In my own at night But your bodys cold Won't you warm it with mine You cut my hair by the moon light And I held my breath out of fright As the locks fell loose by your side And I had nowhere Left to hide this pride Now I'll bend my body till it breaks I'll bend these truths to make you space I'll bend and I'll break For you. And all I'll bring you is love.