Babies and Sleeves

a song—indie—key of ???

i'm on the floor, i'm not alive:

i'm in suspended states of time

i'm on my hands and knees

looking out at redwood trees

there's a boxcut blade right next to me

the cartoon's technicolored green

i want it to turn red

before i climb back up in my bed

where does the sunset go

when the babies go to sleep?

i'm afraid i'll never know

'cause there's blood soaked in my sleeve

i'm on the floor, i'm not alive

i reek of coriander and thyme

my veins are left without a prayer

rising up into the air

there's a boxcut blade right next to me

and it seems it's all i need

i only want to see red

before i climb back up in my bed

where does the sunset go

when the babies go to sleep?

i'm afraid i'll never know

'cause there's blood soaked in my sleeve

there's a boxcut blade right next to me

and it's over: one, two, three

i can count inside my head

the times i fell out of my bed

where does the sunset go

when the babies go to sleep?

i'm afraid i'll never know

'cause there's blood soaked in my sleeve