In the end we are nowhere.
Sleepless still and tight.
Maybe we shouldn't fall asleep,
saving what was left behind.
Standing outside the chalk outline,
beside ourselves in time.
The only thing I want is the last thing I need.
Awake and sleepless as stars shine.
Writer(s): Joel Zimmerman
Copyright: Emi Music Publishing Ltd.
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