Goodnight lyrics

Artist  : Pulp 
Song : Goodnight
 
Now it's coming to the end of the evening 
The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk
out of place
Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the
yellow streets past rows 
and rows of houses
Curtains drawn tight against the cold night air
To a flight of stairs which lead to a room where
a bed is waiting for you to lie down
Perhaps alone, perhaps not and go to sleep again
They wait alone in unused rooms
They sit and they remember
Oh, please remember
So you lie on your back in the dark and listen to
the blood rushing in your ears
And the soft "tick, tick, tick" of your watch
against the mattress springs 
Patterns merge behind your eyes
Purple and green, glwoing gently and all is soft
with furry darkness
You yawn once turn on your side and fall to sleep
again 
They wait alone, they bathed your eyes when
nights were cold
Remember
Oh, please remember
There's something you've forgotten
When you awoke later that night the bedroom was
cold and you were alone
Alone and afraid of the dark
Watching
Waiting
Watching
Waiting
As you lie on your back naked beneath the cold
sheets
Not dead, just sleeping
Sleeping 
And you will never wake again.