Diagram of Me Sleeping

My favorite kind of sleep is when my legs

Cuddle up for warmth against each other in a state

Of sweet and sleepy feather downy haze

I woke up with a fish tank in my hips

Tropical clouds of neon floating, little dreamy fish

Who knew the boss of dreams was in my ass?

And when the window of my eye

Opened up to broken sky

Just a grey November blue

With hanging leaves, but just a few

I knew what they like, I could go on hanging on just fine

But whenever the wind comes knocking

We'd be happy to do our rocking on the ground

My favorite kind of sleep is when I'm dry

Toasty little baby looking straight into the eye

Then I roll around and toast the other side

I woke up with a fish tank in my heart

Tropical blues and moonstone views of star-set in the park

I'm glad I was awake to hear your lark

And when the window of my eye

Opened up to broken sky

Just a grey November blue

With hanging leaves, but just a few

I knew what they like, I could go on hanging on just fine

But whenever the wind comes knocking

We'd be happy to do our rocking on the ground