Counting Sheep

Feeling more like a stranger
Park my car on the edge of town
Got this animal nature
I can't figure out

Not afraid of the future
I just wish I could get some sleep
Must be some kind of use for
Suffering

Counting sheep
Losing track of the days and weeks
You and me
Couldn't prop up this fantasy
So it goes
The music stops and the curtains close
Once more. Alone

Now I drift through the seasons
Withered leaves and the falling snow
They say it's all for a reason
We may never know

Maybe I should be thankful
Raise a glass in your favorite bar
To all the black in the cosmos
And dying stars

Counting sheep
Losing track of the days and weeks
You and me
Couldn't prop up this fantasy
So it goes
The music stops and the curtains close
Once more. Alone



Credits
Writer(s): Jory Avner
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