Passion Pit - Sleepyhead lyrics

And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going
(Is go Oíche Fhéil Eoin oíche Fhéil Eoin
Oíche Fhéil Eoin oíche Fhéil Eoin
Oích-oíche Fhéil oíche Fheíl
Oíche Fhéil Eoin ní thiochfaidh mé aniar
Oíche Fhéil Eoin ní thiochfaidh mé aniar
Oíche Fhéil Eoin, Óró mo churraichín ó)

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 drag you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

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
And of your eyes, begonia
Skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

Go ahead