Screaming Trees

Alice said to come on in now its time for bed
The hours quite late I need a nap to clear my head
And later, down, the pillow softly calls to me
Ive never sent down, bounced all around
Now I cant see
Blind, happily
Alice said have you forgotten what will be
Concealed in smiles that come too late now I cant see
The sun goes down, thoughts go astray
She might take my soul away
Dont close the shade