Sleepless - The Decemberists

As you lie before me now like a shadow

On a pea green sea

Never thought that I could find you so hollow

Laying into me

But this cup of wine

All salt and brine’s made me sleepy

The sorrow sows

A field of tears that will never yield a single penny

But I don’t know

I’ve got nothing to hold onto

Wished for gold so I could buy you a palace

By the riverside

You’d come in and I would fill your diamond chalice

You were still alive

But this cup of wine

All salt and brine’s made me sleepy

And sorrow sows

A field of tears that will never yield a single penny

But I don’t know

I’ve got nothing to hold onto

I’ve got nothing to hold onto

Were you sleepless tearing at the air?

Was the water everywhere?

Were you fretful to wade into the room?

I’d been wanting to hear from you — Oh no

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

You’re weary lay 'em down

You did your time so thank you very much

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

So now your hopes are all allayed

But you hand it all away

Did his eyelids affix on empty chairs

You had traveled to lay beside?

A gentle torture to watch it all recede

And all the while your mother slept beside him — Oh no

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

You’re weary lay 'em down

You did your time so thank you very much

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

So now your hopes are all allayed

But you hand it all away

Were you sleepless tearing at the air?

Was the water everywhere?

Were you fearful and longed to run away

From the cold clasp of Illinois?

— Oh no

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

You’re weary lay 'em down

You did your time so thank you very much

Hand it over (Hand it over)

Hand it over (Ooh-ooh)

So now your hopes are all allayed

But you hand it all away

But you hand it all away