Well, I want to climb over blue mountainsnI want to sink deep in grey seasnI want to write every thought in my head about younnSome people say sleep is from weathernOther folk say sleep's for the bravenLook not for me in this world of jackdaws sleep is my gravennWe were meant to benMaybe one and maybe threenEvery time it hails, I crynnMaybe eyes are meant to seenMaybe you aren't meant for menEvery time we part, I cry