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    "Mrs Sleep and the Dream River"genre: Folk
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    This is a slow, sensual song accompanied by violin that describes being tired or feverish and the hope of sleep to take away the pain.
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    Credits: Tommy Beavitt, vocals and guitar; Alan Beavitt, violin

    Story Behind the Song
    I wrote this one on some kind of fever. Maybe I had been up to some adventures and was returning home, I cant clearly remember. The metaphor is fairly obvious - we can get trapped in a waking nightmare and, for unfortunate insomniacs, sleep is the only balm. Like being stuck on the wrong side of a river in a time of war. I characterised this as female because sleep for me is associated with woman. People say they sleep with each other as an euphemism for having sex, but actually the sleep itself can be more intimate than the act of love. How does it feel to wake up next to a prostitute?

    Lyrics
    Oh Mrs Sleep won't you ferry me across the Dream River
    My head's full of nothing, my stomach's on fire
    I've been running through lands that would make your heart shiver
    Through deserts and jungles and sticky quagmire

    Well I don't know what happened, my mind seemed to falter
    I swore at my lover and I cursed at my friends
    There's some evil on these shores, lead my down by the halter
    To the banks lined with blossom where my journey ends

    I've been running from demons that sprang from the desert
    There've been shapes in the darkness too wierd to describe
    Oh won't you have pity, I'm close to destruction
    Take me 'cross the Dream River to the rest of my tribe

    When I came to these shores I saw instant salvation
    I'd swim but I'm spent and I'd surely expire
    Take your raft made of willow from the old landing station
    And we'll drift through the night to the songs of the choir

    Oh Mrs Sleep won't you take me and be my dream giver
    I've been standing on my own feet for weary hours long
    Let me forget who I am while we cross the Dream River
    Take my head in your lap, let me feel I belong

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