Robert Wyatt Follow

I realized, my fists were clenched
I stretched my fingers to relax
Still not sleeping, I tried counting sheep
One by one, they leap across the fence

Constructed for them right to left
Across the fence I bad constructed
Having jumped
They refused further direction

Each sheep where it landed
Refusing to exit, remained
(Certain a vast writhing heap)
(Growing fast on the left)
Try as I might

I could not stop them entering
Once again, try as they might
Not one could leave the stage

I stretched my fingers

Each sheep were it landed
Refusing to exit, remained
(Creating a vast writhing heap)
(Growing quickly on one side)
Try as they might

Not one could leave the stage
Try as I might
I could not stop them entering
Once again, no longer daring
To close my eyes, still not sleeping

I realized my goose was cooked
I wondered ship shaped on the shore

I realized, my fists were clenched
I stretched my fingers to relax
Still not sleeping, I tried counting sheep