Lyrics The New Pornographers

The New Pornographers

Second Sleep

Been awake for awhile

Going deep, going long

Rising through what I keep

In the floats, what we found

Under glass, all the hours

Filled with hail-mary passes

It all sort of fastens to you

As you sleep

Been awake, thinking fast, cannot sleep

Second thoughts, second rate Socrates

[?] feeling flat, searching high

Left outside, like a [?]

At this time in the morning you'd swear it was night

It's another living proof of the use of lights on (lights on)...

Been awake for awhile...