Night Of A Thousand Furry Toys

Im ill with a fever, I feel like a child I lay in the dark til morning came. Its so unoriginal And I feel it worse at night I know its not terminal But Im near half-dead fright And freezing cold. But sooner than woke up To find it all unchanged Ill sleep through the day til the daylight ends. Cos its all so familiar As it comes around again The same taste to everything The same unbroken chain That still remains. With morning I rise, A dream that wont leave me, Youre sad, naked and pale And youre reaching for the rail You took a look inside, how could you peel away Or break the shell, the hurt youve hidden so well For all your days. And youre going down As you slip beneath the waves, Wont make a sound Wont even leave a trace before you. I hear an appalling sigh from the streets below And its creeping fear congealed in stone That paves the crazy road. And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly At the heartbreak, its easy to deal with, Just take these and youll really never feel it.