Sleepyhead Lyrics - Chunk Of Change - Passion Pit

And everything is going to the beat 

And everything is going to the beat 

And everything is going 

And you said, it was like fire around the brim 

Burning solid, burning thin the burning rim 

Like stars burning holes right through the dark 

Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes 

You were one inch from the edge of this bed 

I dragged you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead 

They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst 

With all their lions, with all their might and all their thirst 

They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin 

Against the walls, against your rules, against your skin 

My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors 

Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead