Rest your head but not too long   Or else God could cut you down   Wallow down but not too deep   God could take you in your sleep      And beware what's in your head   Before you go to bed   Cleanse yourself of all the   Bad blood in your veins   It's not a game, no         Where's the girl to keep you warm   Where's that money that you owe   If your nights are made of stone   God may well leave you alone      You'll sleep so tight   On moonless nights   That his eyes will surely close   And overlook your woes   And even let you smile   For just a while now      So never mind your darkest hours   Or self-mutilating powers   'Cause the pain you thought was   Settling in is not   It's moving out, yeah