Michael Webster

And oh canada, i’ll be coming back to you Just as soon as this night is through And I ain’t ever sure I know what

I’ve been having trouble sleeping over the past twenty eight months I can’t tell if it’s a case of somat serious or

They came crawling in from the mountainside I guess it were inevitable that there’d be no place left to hide And I

What even is sleep? I accomplish more awake than I ever could in dreams If you never come in first place then I

I was fallin’ beneath the water line Trying to get away from the people on the promenade Then the moon rose up and

Like sitting in a fire Almost in defiance I could not complain when the flames Engulfed the inner workings of

Well the future kinda freaks me out But I don’t really think about it all that much But who the hell has so much

Are we just two lonely scavengers searching for something we don’t have? It’s just a feeble imitation of that which we

Well they’re shutting down Deansgate again and all you’re bothered about is how it ruined your commute Ain’t it such a

So take my broken soul I took it to the North West coast Southport, Lytham, the lot I give it all I got

Well, you could put the blame on Virginia Woolf Or you could blame Bikini Kill You could put it to the woman

You're an artist, I'm a madman, on a collision course Thought we'd find a place in the southlands, after we

Faking sleep just to rest your eyes Saw you napping at the back of the bus It's common knowledge that

Well I don’t want to be the same as I was in those days The water is rising and it’s swallowing everyone it meets

Keep gettin’ drunk and losin’ way too much sleep Ain’t really a habit that I wish to keep This glass of wine seems