And still he lies there sleeping

The world is spinning round and round
My mind is broken and unsound
Gravity does my limbs confound
And still he lies there sleeping

He drank me under, and again
From dark brown ale to cheap champagne
He drank like an uncovered drain
And still he lies there sleeping

There's things to do that must be done
For morning brought in by the sun
will not allow an overrun
And still he lies there sleeping

I envy him his ease of mind
Responsibility declined
Lazy, if I should be unkind
And still he lies there sleeping

But love him also for his peace
His beauty shines without surcease
He is his maker's masterpiece
And still he lies there sleeping