600 Pillows from Adrift by Ben & Alfie

3. 600 Pillows

Itchy pillows and sweaty sheets
The windows locked in a deep dark heat
I lie in a waking dream
Counting every sheep that I can see
The city sirens cry and cry
They sing on even in the dead of night
I lie with my eyes on fire
Tumbleweed across my mind

And in my head the strangest things
Things I’ve tried to never see
Up to the surface
Thoughts I hide in the deepest me

So don't think for a moment
That this is just a passing phase
This is my gentle prison
Every night is just the same

I slept before I knew my name
Never played this waiting game
Back then and I can't see why
The less I rest the more I try
To see inside this bed of dreams
So cruel but it won’t make me bleed
I need to be accepted in
Before I live these words I leave

The dark outside shines bright in my eyes
And my eyes run wild as they move with my mind
And my mind can’t stop ‘cause it’s stuck on this ride
Circling around behind my eyes

Lying in my hotel bed
600 pillows for my head

• 5-string violin
• Acoustic
• Adrift
• Alfie
• Ben
• Ben & Alfie
• Classical
• Double Bass
• Folk
• Jazz
• New Folk
• Original
• Violin
• Weedon
• United Kingdom