Sleep Patterns

Sleep Patterns - Memoryhouse

Wait indoors

Slept to waste the time until I

Hear the sound

Of your footsteps climbing up the

Porch as it rains

Trembling voices propogate these rooms

I keep my eyes closed and listen to the noise

Pull the sound that lingers through the space

That fills this house around

Was I alone in dreams of something good

Something good

Water stains

On the pillow where I lay my head

Do they say that I was sleeping

When away do I

Wait shadows climb windows fading days as I

Trace the light that flickers through the room

Pull the sound that lingers through the space

That fills this house around

Was I alone in dreams of something good

Something good