Sleep (Is Good)

I never knew how to lose a winning Lose all the winnings I'd won Until I found a thousand men, telling Telling me, I'd lost the sum I traded my strength for an empty wallet And turned to face the sun I pictured in its light a burning smile So nothing could leave me undone But they did shout Don't give out Sleep is good when you get some Sleep is good when you're done I tended my maid, when I had no money My hope was a littered rage She asked me to paint my empty hallway In a bitter blasted beige I cried, my dear, why can't I get some sleep? And when I do, I sleep through the day She said keep painting, you serve me now You've lost your fortunate way But she did shout Don't give out Cause sleep is good when you get some Sleep is good when you're done Exchanged my eyelids Now I miss when my eyes hid Oh what do you call this? A tangled up misfit I hear the wind at night Tempts me to go and write But what will I write about? How I don't move about Yeah what will I write about? How I just blow around Sleep is good when you get some Sleep is good when you're done