Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate. Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate, hesitate.
Honor marches on.
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune. Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune. In my life.