the elusive hand of sleep

Is ye a man or a mouse in the grandfather clock?
Tick tock, I was lost in the lot
Like a fist to the jaw, came the hand so elusive
When all appeared lost, neither mortal nor god
I was right, I was wrong, it don’t matter, these fingers are long
When the palm of sleep takes you
Take a step, took a step, faithful
In its grasp pulled through the depths, I’m grateful
Pull me down to an abyss
Thought that I was in it deep from the beginning, yeah
Holding on with a fierce grip
This shit won’t let me go, I think it’s time for acceptance
Pull me down to an abyss
Thought that I was in it deep from the beginning, yeah
Holding on with a fierce grip
This shit won’t let me go, I think it’s time for acceptance
I was in the backseat, me and my bottle
Pulling from the glassy, never no model
Strike a deal, barter, quick with it, we busy getting to industries
There ain’t no mo’fucking sympathy
Beaten from boots to the tip of my symmetry
I try to speak with a sprinkle of imagery
If you ain’t know me, you better get into me
I got no rivals, opponents, or enemies
Send me downstream in a matchstick box
This elastic clock stretch chapters
I’ll close my eyes, know again I’ll rise
Till then, Stone food for Blathers
Sleep is a luxury
I was blithing and blustering, but subside in the drudgery
How could you stunt on me?
When there’s only the one of me and the duke of the damned
Is ye a man or a mouse in the grandfather clock?
Tick tock, I was lost in the lot
Like a fist to the jaw, came the hand so elusive
When all appeared lost, neither mortal nor god
I was right, I was wrong, it don’t matter, these fingers are long
When the palm of sleep takes you
Take a step, took a step, faithful
In its grasp pulled through the depths, I’m grateful
Pull me down to an abyss
Thought that I was in it deep from the beginning, yeah
Holding on with a fierce grip
This shit won’t let me go, I think it’s time for acceptance
Pull me down to an abyss
Thought that I was in it deep from the beginning, yeah
Holding on with a fierce grip
This shit won’t let me go, I think it’s time for acceptance
All I ever known was sleep or sit
I’ll accept this, it won’t make a difference
In the end, at least someone’s there to comfort
I’d rather have it this way than to suffer
I forgot the feeling of a gentle touch
Palm of melatonin, suck away the fuss
I forgot the feeling of a gentle touch
Palm of melatonin, suck away the fuss
Knock my ass to sleep
I won’t writhe or scream
Drag my body down
I rest forever now
And when the darkness seeps
I’ll meet the one who reaps
«I need to put you down»
I rest forever now