The dreams are coming, wild and still The dreams are coming in. The thief of love collects her kill The night can now begin/the walls start closing in The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep She loved you better, but could you let her? She's banished back to the dreaming; just forget her. Out with the hungry; in with the burned The lesson is learned-you both played the victim. I know you know the Pixie can't sleep/sleep is overrated. Since she heard you can't sleep she's devastated. Rest is overrated; love is a dream without a world. Its language is empty as a coma, floating free of all concerned. The lesson learned-let go and go. There's more room to breathe when you're alone. The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep The Pixie Can't Sleep Just a little too late the dragon dreams The goddess rises and she screams: Girl, what are you doing? Your love is a dream Without a setting, and you're forgetting the lesson learned. The dreams are coming wild and still The dreams are coming in The thief of love collects her kill The night can now begin/walls start closing in The dreams are singing wild and shrill She vanishes in the din The thief of love can drink her fill But the sleeper's growing thin-I am stretched too thin. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. Can't sleep