Rest Your Head - Low Island

Close your eyes

And go to sleep

I will hold a mirror to your dreams

Light as air

And at peace

It’s been a while

Since you’ve let go

Find somewhere

To rest your head

Find a place

To call your own

What do you want?

What do you want?

This is just a sketch

Of what happens

Falling out

Of love with youth

Somewhere to spend the idle days

Find a place

To call our own