i name you sleepnyou name me destroyer of morningnfeeling like death? well, that's okaynthere's an open window never very far away.nnot a dream, unreal as it seemsncounting hours, counting daysncounting the years since last timenyou felt alive; you do all the time.nni name you sleepnyou name me destroyer of morningni know what this is; i know what we are.nwe are lost. we are starsnfeeling so high, waiting to die.nspent all my nights watching shadows loomnlike a fugitive rummaging in my roomnavoiding the light, barely alive.nnhearing you leavenfeeling i've found/unfound?nare something that tears me downnno solace of sleepnthe secret i keepni will take control of my plannend my time before the sun can.nbring back the morn' destroyer is born.