COYOTES | A starving man (Live Session - Acoustic)

Facebook: Thank god it’s bedtime. We try to rest, windows barred and eyes shut. Dim the light, dim the light, now or never we beg sleep to find us! To the sound of our heartbeat we watch pictures flicker on the back of our skin. Colors swallow thoughts, swallow time tucks us in, tucks us in. Will we awake in a better dream or just the same sickening scenery? Is it the suns morning-heat we feel or just the fever, ending our sleep? The fever, the fever, the fever bur