Echobelly - Insomniac

I serenade the walls,
Young people have it all dear
And surely life is a gas,
We never had it bad dear
Oh was it pointless from the start
Or did we cultivate the arts
I swim in circles, in puddles, in trouble and then I go
Will I be long, will I be long dear,
Will I be strong, you're waiting

No sleep at all, carry me home,
No sleep at all, carry me home,
Won't you take me here,
I don't feel good inside,
I don't feel good inside,
My darling don't you cry, home, home.

No sleep at all, carry me home,
No sleep at all, carry me home,