Stitch

Rock me to sleep In your bed of conversation My eyes won't keep Their focus on your sleight of hand Your magic lucky numbers Your deafening lullabies Your message is your madness Perfecting your lies Though I grow weary Yeah, I won't stumble This soul will reap the brighter day Stitch my eyes open wide to the sun Who am I to blame? Who am I to shame? Rock me to sleep Like some scarecrow in the movies In poppy fields In a battleground of flowers You'll keep my thoughts arrested And stray from the truth Dark shadows fly comе morning Longing the truth Though I grow weary Yeah, I won't stumblе This soul will reap the brighter day Stitch my eyes open wide to the sun Who am I to blame? Who am I to shame? Who am I to change?