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Bryant Richard

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Richard bryant
I sleep like a baby in a treetop when i'm high
When i'm low i sleep six feet underground
I wrap myself in sheetrock, lay my head upon an anvil
So my bad dreams never dare to get me down
I fall down like roadkill every time you never call
But i rise again when i hear you speak my name
Why should i wipe my glasses? i see you with my eyes closed
Though it hurts to think you might not see it the same
So i'm hittin' the hay with a blankety-blank
I'm waiting for my mind to go blankety-blank
I wish you were here
I sleep with one eye open and the other closed up tight
The better to see you try to figure this one out
I hear you knock the front door. i spot you on the ceiling.
I watch you hang back in a long winedark shadow of doubt
I'm hittin' the hay with a blankety-blank
I'm waiting for my mind to go blankety-blank
I wish you were here

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