The Sleeper (The Leisure Society)

Someday we all shall cease to exist Someday our towers will fall Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay Worms will reclaim the soil You get alone, you get stoned Sometimes you need someone You get alone, you get cold Sometimes you need someone Salt in the ocean raises the words Prised from a foreign tongue We are but mayflies caught on the breeze Led by a fading sun You get alone, you get stoned Sometimes you need someone You get alone, you get cold Sometimes you need someone You need someone You get alone, you get stoned Sometimes you need someone You get alone, you get cold Sometimes you need someone You need someone Someday we all shall cease to exist Someday our towers will fall Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay Worms will reclaim the soil