Perpetually tired and constantly fighting exhaustion. What is it about the warm sunshine that makes me want to sleep? What is it about the darkness that keeps me wide awake? I think I'm afraid to miss out on something, I'm scared to lose more time.
We'll sleep, we'll sleep, we'll sleep when we die,
so just lie awake with me here all night.
We'll sleep, we'll sleep, we'll sleep when we die,
so just lie awake with me here tonight.
-Sleep. When We Die:: Anchor&Braille
-A Perspective
