[ Featuring Jonathan Check ]
I'm a barefoot beggar on Muhammed's doorstep, with a conscience fadin' into the ether
Like a band of prophets on a magic carpet, oh that would steal away at the blast of a trumpet
I could blame it on the weather, when I crashed into the sea, oh the tides for sure that'll rock me eternally
Rock me back to sleep my love, 'cause that's the way that it aughta be
Back to sleep my love, it may not be fate, it might not be destiny
Oh I know, it's too late to tell you, I know that you're too far gone
To rock me back to sleep, back to sleep, my honey don't you know
Your resume says you've done the whole world's savin'
With your downtown wine and cheese and your Tango dancin'
If your life were a week, you'd make plans on a Friday
Just like I met you dozin' off on the subway
If the nature of things could have its way, it would multiply my greed
Into the softest verse of velvet that any man could ever breath
Back to sleep my love, 'cause that's the way that it aughta be
Back to sleep my love, it may not be fate, it might not be destiny
Oh my words they may seem empty, they filled you up you know
To rock me back to sleep, back to sleep, my honey don't you know
Whether a pauper, or prince without a Queen, I thought I'd fit the moment this time
But I'm still a court jester that's only guaranteed, the same old tale with the same old ending to tell
Though my words they may seem empty, they filled you up you know
So rock me back to sleep, back to sleep, my honey don't you know
