My middlename was 'never go to bed' no curtains in the world would draw my weary head for hours and hours and hours my eyes were hungry in the night eating the hours and eating the years - my tinted appetite
Oh, it's such a pity, it's such a shame to waste a single frame, with sheets and with pillows I lie a reason to deny
Is it bedtime now? it's too late
Today, I crawl into bed today, like the grown ups I met for hours and hours and hours I sleep a Radioheaded creep with sheets and with pillows I fly into this grown up lie
Is it bedtime now? it's too late
For me it's a shame to have lost my middle name To sleep unaware Not even attempted to care