Baaad Dreams
An ode to insomnia, written back in '99.
Counting to infinity, I thought to take my rest
My body won't cooperate, who'd have ever guessed
I'd lie awake wide-eyed tonight, too terrified to sleep
Haunted by the image of a thousand phantom sheep
My body won't cooperate, who'd have ever guessed
I'd lie awake wide-eyed tonight, too terrified to sleep
Haunted by the image of a thousand phantom sheep
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