Слова:
Wolf Peter Sleepless

The day is gone And I'm just drifting on Same old song Comes to haunt me till she comes Five o'clock angel Whispers like a reverie Five o'clock angel

Run Silent, Run Deep His face cried out from the flood, Fish me out and I'll do you some good, You, who are blood of my blood You'd kill me for kicks

dark nights, oh, dreams still haunt me, yeah I'm still hungry, will you feed me? In these shadows, can you see me? Oh, I'm sleepless, so wasted, oh, tired I'm still sleepless