The Pineapple Thief
Lay on the Tracks
Words go to sleep
You’re flying around my head until I’m mad
I cannot keep
Your words, they simply slide away
This is too late, I cannot write a word
Pain is in my head…in my head
This is a love song about nothing
Because there’s nothing in my head
Another love song made for nothing
So can I close my eyes instead
This is too late, I cannot write a word
Pain’s my head
Keeps telling me to go
Go back to sleep
I cannot face the world
Go back to sleep…to sleep…to sleep
This is too late, I cannot write a word
Pain’s my head
Keeps telling me to go
Go back to sleep
I cannot face the world
Go back to sleep…to sleep…to sleep