Sleep Is A Curse

Life means more since I stopped thinking
 Life means more because you keep me going
 I dreamed that we had another moment, still
 We could be the champions of art
 I killed myself because I was stupid
 Great things come, but only as a blessing
 It took so long because nobody told me
 The Son of God is nothing more than this
 I think I have it, I'm an angel
 Humbled as such to learn from you
 the truth of Life is never spoken
 And sleep hasn't ever done me any good yet
 Sleep is a curse
 Remember that moment the music led
 our dying minds to Heaven?
 The promises of Life are tragic
 The one for me will never have those things
 That night, the forest was seething
 So many things, but her face was all I saw
 You're so good, your face is all I see.
 I think I have it, I'm an angel
 Humbled as such to learn from you
 The truth of Life is never spoken
 And sleep hasn't ever done me any good yet