Songs
Sleep and Rest Are Not The Same
by HenryClaysProtege - View Profile
Misc Info
- Created:
- 7/19/07
- Updated:
- 7/19/07
- Tempo:
- 92 BPM
Sleep and Rest Are Not the Same
Ayres
Chorus
Sleep and rest are not the same.
My fear, it rests on the window pane.
These places they all feel the same,
Go back to from where you came.
I want to hear your feet tap on the wood floor.
Verse I
Daily constant struggles fill my mind,
As I lay between these sheets.
Rest to me is a little bit more kind.
Will sleep and it ever meet?
I have insomnia of the mind,
For my body sleep silently.
While sleeping, my brains are not in binds,
Tossing and turning violently.
Verse II
Nightmares of the real world,
Taunt me with their clues.
When their presence was unfurled,
Their tricks on me, they’d use.
My dreams, myself I curled,
With intentions so divine.
My sanity has been hurled
Its faults not to be refined.
Chorus
Verse III
Dreamscapes dance around me,
I reach for them all the time.
With them, my thoughts would flee,
And would no longer be mine.
We would have no problems then, would we?
This quandary fills my thoughts.
In the future, we shall see.
Will my heart be in knots?
Chorus x 2
Bridge
Torture is
Your bliss
It may not
Be in your thoughts.
But it’s there.
Ayres
Chorus
Sleep and rest are not the same.
My fear, it rests on the window pane.
These places they all feel the same,
Go back to from where you came.
I want to hear your feet tap on the wood floor.
Verse I
Daily constant struggles fill my mind,
As I lay between these sheets.
Rest to me is a little bit more kind.
Will sleep and it ever meet?
I have insomnia of the mind,
For my body sleep silently.
While sleeping, my brains are not in binds,
Tossing and turning violently.
Verse II
Nightmares of the real world,
Taunt me with their clues.
When their presence was unfurled,
Their tricks on me, they’d use.
My dreams, myself I curled,
With intentions so divine.
My sanity has been hurled
Its faults not to be refined.
Chorus
Verse III
Dreamscapes dance around me,
I reach for them all the time.
With them, my thoughts would flee,
And would no longer be mine.
We would have no problems then, would we?
This quandary fills my thoughts.
In the future, we shall see.
Will my heart be in knots?
Chorus x 2
Bridge
Torture is
Your bliss
It may not
Be in your thoughts.
But it’s there.
My friend was talking about resting and sleep and then I was talking about how when I dream, it's not rest. I'm doing things, I dream, I experience. I get heart break, happiness, breakdowns, any kind of normal human emotion, I can dream about. So therefore, Sleep and Rest Are Not The Same.
I wrote this by myself.