My sleepless nights
Are not blank
Hardly clear
Scattered with stars
Little holes
In the waterproof canvas
Sad spangles on the sail
And me, enchanted by the darkness
I spend endless hours
Counting funeral sheep
Which paper my insomnia
Ah, midnight is here
Ah, I'm not asleep
And less I sleep and more I think
And more I think and less I forget
The immense stalemate, the immense space
Which get along at the foot of my bed
It's incredible all these silences
It's cosmic this boredom
Should I resort to science?
To numb the insomnia?
Ah, midnight is here
Ah, I'm not asleep
Are not blank
Hardly clear
Scattered with stars
Little holes
In the waterproof canvas
Sad spangles on the sail
And me, enchanted by the darkness
I spend endless hours
Counting funeral sheep
Which paper my insomnia
Ah, midnight is here
Ah, I'm not asleep
And less I sleep and more I think
And more I think and less I forget
The immense stalemate, the immense space
Which get along at the foot of my bed
It's incredible all these silences
It's cosmic this boredom
Should I resort to science?
To numb the insomnia?
Ah, midnight is here
Ah, I'm not asleep
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