They're like sleeping in a soft bed. Easy to get into and hard to get out of.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Slumps are like a soft bed. They're easy to get into and hard to get out of.
It's easy to sleep floating around - it's very comfortable. But you have to be careful that you don't float into somebody or something!
I love the tour bunks. I can sleep like a baby in those bunks. It really doesn't bother me at all. A lot of people have a difficult time - they're like, 'It's like a coffin.' I get in there and I just pass out. You can't even wake me up.
But for the first time in many years, I get to sleep in my own bed every night. I haven't done that, literally, in years. It seems like such a small thing, but it is so nice.
No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.
I don't like sleeping in a bed.
I love men in bed when they are sleeping. But then they have to go and wake up.
With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.
It is easier to stay out than get out.
You want to come home to a nice firm bed with the corners tucked in so you start over, like each night is like a new night.