The morning sun is a soft reminder
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
The crooked throat of an old survivor
The pain we feel when we feel free
The weekend lost on a pointless labour
Talking in your sleep
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Everything is up in the air like a bird without a home
Everything is all in the mind if you see things that way
Everything is harder to do if it's either wrong or right
The songs you make at night
Nothing is a thing you can do if you hold on to yourself
Nowhere is a place in the world where no-one knows you
Nothing is a thing you can be if you hold your failures tight
The moves you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
The morning sun is a soft reminder
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Oh and you are vibrating
Tunng - Sleepwalking Lyrics
Tunng - Sleepwalking Lyrics
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The morning sun is a soft reminder
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
The crooked throat of an old survivor
The pain we feel when we feel free
The weekend lost on a pointless labour
Talking in your sleep
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Everything is up in the air like a bird without a home
Everything is all in the mind if you see things that way
Everything is harder to do if it's either wrong or right
The songs you make at night
Nothing is a thing you can do if you hold on to yourself
Nowhere is a place in the world where no-one knows you
Nothing is a thing you can be if you hold your failures tight
The moves you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
The morning sun is a soft reminder
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Oh and you are vibrating
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
The crooked throat of an old survivor
The pain we feel when we feel free
The weekend lost on a pointless labour
Talking in your sleep
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Everything is up in the air like a bird without a home
Everything is all in the mind if you see things that way
Everything is harder to do if it's either wrong or right
The songs you make at night
Nothing is a thing you can do if you hold on to yourself
Nowhere is a place in the world where no-one knows you
Nothing is a thing you can be if you hold your failures tight
The moves you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
The morning sun is a soft reminder
The graceful arc of a kind word
The curvature of your naked body
The songs you make at night
Oh and the shapes you're making
Oh when you are sleepwalking
Oh and you are vibrating
I listen what you're saying
Oh and you are vibrating
Writer: ASHLEY BATES, MARTIN BRADLEY SMITH, MICHAEL LEWIS LINDSAY, PHIL WINTER, REBECCA JACOBS, SAMUEL JONAH GENDERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network