You Rest (intended for the 6th)

Woke up in the morning

it was a quarter past one

now that aint the morning

why am i sleeping like a bum

Woke up in the morning

it was a quarter past two

i dont mind hibernating with you

Ill be, you Rest

Ill be your Rest

for your restless mind

we can sleep away your troubles

when your working doing doubles

all ways contemplating the next thing

all writers in our moleskins

ink just colorizes the feelings indescribable

a dial, a tile all pieces to compile

I'll put it in my file

to sort meanwhile

marinate our day with words

we wont go astray

Ill be, you Rest

Ill be your Rest

for your restless mind

So now we trail in the snow

tracks to see, let you go

could be so much easier said than done

we put down our gun

pull to the side of the road

Peer through the clear

the anonymous superstitious, fictitious factions

of a snow globe life

contained and tamed

Insane and ingrained in your brain

but thats not lame

Ill be, you Rest

Ill be your Rest

for your restless mind