You tells you that you are not sleeping.
And you sound very convincing.
But I will let you in on a little secret,
you is a liar, and you he has been deceiving.
And while you live in your dreams, it is your dreams that are sleeping.

No harm, no foul. You keep returning
To scenes of thirst and bridges burning
No harm, no foul. Lost but not found

Woke up at sundown.
The sky is red to match your eyes.
Oh it must be hard, perhaps you should lay down.
The thirst is gone.
You tells you
"Who told you? Trust me I know you"
"Liar, get on your feet"
"Admit defeat!"

No harm, no foul. You keep returning
To scenes of lust and tables turning
No harm, no foul. Lost but not found.