Tristan Tzara — No Poem

No more sleeping, no more dreaming No more breathing, no more leaving No more sleeping, no more dreaming I have to tell myself No more sleeping, no more dreaming No more breathing, no more leaving No more sleeping, no more dreaming I have to tell myself This is not This is not me This is not This is not me This is not This is not Trying to This is not This is not Explain the unexplainable Explain the unexplainable Explain the unexplainable Explain the unexplainable Explain the unexplainable This is not, I have to tell myself This is not, I have to tell myself This is not, I have to tell myself This is not, I have to tell myself This is not, I have to tell myself I have to tell myself I have to tell myself I have to tell myself I have to tell myself I have to tell myself