Standard (EADGBE)

 And you said it was like fire around the brim

 Burning solid burning thin the burning rim

 Like stars burning holes right through the dark

 Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes

 You were one inch from the edge of this bed

 I dragged you back a sleepyhead

(and it goes on the same way...)

They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst

With all their lions and all their might and all their thirst

They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin

Against the walls against your rules against your skin

My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors

Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead