"Go To Sleep" lyrics
Swept Away Original Broadway Cast, The Avett Brothers, Stark Sands, Adrian Blake Enscoe, Wayne Duvall & John Gallagher Jr. Lyrics
(from "Swept Away" soundtrack)
Fess up, fess up, tell the truth, my man
Unless takin' it to hell is your plan
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the tale, tell the tale, my man
And this is your last chance, shipmate
Don't you feel the blood filling your lungs?
You can taste it
You're dying. Doubt you'll see another sunrise
Tell our story
Release us
Release yourself
It's now or never
And don't beg our forgiveness, seek your own
Twenty-one days lost at sea I fought
For twenty-two years non-stop I've talked
Through the desert, pissed-drunk, and confused I walked
I spit a tooth in the palm of my hand
Yeah
Fess up, fess up, tell the truth, my man
Unless takin' it to hell is your plan
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the tale, tell the tale, my man
Yeah
The wind and the trees are ganging up on me
They sing my funeral song in harmony
I just wanna walk home unaccompanied
They keep singin'
They keep singin' and a singin'
They keep singin'
Singin' they keep singin' to me
Oh, oh
Singin' to me
Oh, oh
I hear 'em singin'
Oh, oh
Well, I wish things were different true and deep
But everything that's so shallow is everything about me
You know they told me I could just take my money and leave
I hope the people on the ground'll understand
I hope the people in the crowd'll understand
Fess up, fess up, tell the truth, my man
Wipe the blood from your face and your hands
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the truth, tell the truth, my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Such a story it is for those that are partway in love with tragedy. In this grim hospital ward, we're all dead and dying, so the story suits us ... But then, you're all dead and dying too. Aren't you just? Think back to when you were younger than you are. When you could draw deep breaths and were taller and braver and truer. And you fell in love every morning and out every night and tomorrow was always better and summer just around the corner and the whole goddamn spinning world was one big game of chance and, brother, you won!
Oh, oh
Unless takin' it to hell is your plan
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the tale, tell the tale, my man
And this is your last chance, shipmate
Don't you feel the blood filling your lungs?
You can taste it
You're dying. Doubt you'll see another sunrise
Tell our story
Release us
Release yourself
It's now or never
And don't beg our forgiveness, seek your own
Twenty-one days lost at sea I fought
For twenty-two years non-stop I've talked
Through the desert, pissed-drunk, and confused I walked
I spit a tooth in the palm of my hand
Yeah
Fess up, fess up, tell the truth, my man
Unless takin' it to hell is your plan
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the tale, tell the tale, my man
Yeah
The wind and the trees are ganging up on me
They sing my funeral song in harmony
I just wanna walk home unaccompanied
They keep singin'
They keep singin' and a singin'
They keep singin'
Singin' they keep singin' to me
Oh, oh
Singin' to me
Oh, oh
I hear 'em singin'
Oh, oh
Well, I wish things were different true and deep
But everything that's so shallow is everything about me
You know they told me I could just take my money and leave
I hope the people on the ground'll understand
I hope the people in the crowd'll understand
Fess up, fess up, tell the truth, my man
Wipe the blood from your face and your hands
Forgive yourself if you think you can
Tell the truth, tell the truth, my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Oh, tell the truth
Tell the truth my man
Such a story it is for those that are partway in love with tragedy. In this grim hospital ward, we're all dead and dying, so the story suits us ... But then, you're all dead and dying too. Aren't you just? Think back to when you were younger than you are. When you could draw deep breaths and were taller and braver and truer. And you fell in love every morning and out every night and tomorrow was always better and summer just around the corner and the whole goddamn spinning world was one big game of chance and, brother, you won!
Oh, oh
Writer(s): Robert William Crawford, Timothy Seth Avett, Scott Yancey Avett
