Sleepyhead
Good ‘get-up-out-of-bed’ music by Passion Pit (even if it is called Sleepyhead)
They couldn’t think of something to say the day you burst
With all their lions and 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
