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Dewey Kincade: Vocals, guitars, percussion and piano
Glen Howerton: Drums
Michael Snowden: Lap Steal
Tim Halcomb: bass
Steve Sizemore: Congas
Tonya Buckler: Backing Vocals
Rita Mathis: Backing Vocals

Lyrics

It’s the middle of the night
And something isn’t right
It’s no use letting go
Of worlds I’ll never know
It’s no use counting sheep

I think I heard a thief
Someone without belief
No one can hear me scream
As he robs me of my dreams
And leaves me in a heap
And I can’t get to sleep.

Was it something that I said?
Was it something that I did?
There was no time to think
When I was on the brink
Bout how I’m sinking in the deep

Am I following the righteous path
Or falling for some trickster’s trap
I’m trying to meet my needs
I’m planting all my seeds
That someone else will reap
And I can’t get to sleep.

Some nights I wake up
I think I hear a sound
I roam from room to room
There’s nothing to be found
Some nights I wonder
‘Bout a dream that got away
It left me stranded
But it never did escape

It seems that I will always be
Caught between the mountain and the sea
And as soon as I set sail
The winds around me fail
And the mountain’s far too steep.



The sandman he won’t bring release
He doesn’t grant a life of ease
His words are so unclear
As he whispers in your ear
Of a message you can’t keep
And I can’t get to sleep