The Sleeper

Someday we all shall cease to exist

Someday our towers will fall

Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay

Worms will reclaim the soil

You get alone, you get stoned

Sometimes you need someone

You get alone, you get cold

Sometimes you need someone

Salt in the ocean raises the words

Prised from a foreign tongue

We are but mayflies caught on the breeze

Led by a fading sun

You get alone, you get stoned

Sometimes you need someone

You get alone, you get cold

Sometimes you need someone

You need someone

You get alone, you get stoned

Sometimes you need someone

You get alone, you get cold

Sometimes you need someone

You need someone

Someday we all shall cease to exist

Someday our towers will fall

Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay

Worms will reclaim the soil