Opium

Daylight comes slowly My eyes not yet open Your hand pressed against my skin Wrapped up, we are tangled in morning Linen waves are Crashing beyond us Let the rest lie at our feet I fall back into the deep Going under And I find That I can't Get out of bed Get out of bed Outside is aching In constant battle Lost the war before the sun Limbs move slow like opium Waking And I find That I can't Get out of bed Get out of bed And I find That I can't Get out of bed Get out of bed