How slow does it beat when you're chemically asleep? Where are you drifting to? A dead fish in Timbuktu Tropical breezes over anxiety Though I'm not heaven sent I believe You're always going somewhere When you leave The light's last sigh in shadows Repeat 'cross your room You're no restless Knight Pillow lids and tucked in tight Cruise controlling your little boy blues No I'm not heaven sent I'm a thief Snaking 'round your sheep While you dream You can't draw water from a stone I know Or wring the prick off some half-wit Lothario OOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO And when day breaks In scalding rays Punish Me Stiff lipped stoic beast Here's hoping for a hung jury I'm pleading temporary insanity Though I'm not heaven sent I can see There is no sense in living so lonely