Second Sleep
Allan Carl Newman
Been awake for awhile
Going deep, going long
Rising through what I keep
In the floats, what we found
Under glass, all the hours
Filled with hail-mary passes
It all sort of fastens to you
As you sleep
Been awake, thinking fast, cannot sleep
Second thoughts, second rate Socrates
[?] feeling flat, searching high
Left outside, like a [?]
At this time in the morning you'd swear it was night
It's another living proof of the use of lights on (lights on)
Been awake for awhile
