Sleeping Days, Pt. 2

I hope you awoke to fireworks

In the arms of a grass-stained wizard

Because I can't bear to think that you are gone

And somewhere in my belly my little boy is running

With unicorns and Elmo and one of Daddy's songs

Good morning, Baby

Why are you still sleeping?

You're a plastic boy on a plastic bed

Why didn't they take me instead?

I like to think that you are sleeping

In a safe little blue bird's nest

And I'll protect your memories

With the dragons in my chest

Good night, Baby

Daddy's going crazy

I'm choking on my sleeping pills

And hanging from a window sill

I like to think you're dressed up

In the beads that Momma made

Will you be there waiting

When they take my skin away?