lyrics
How can I wake up in time to see
The sunrise when I can't even fall asleep?
Now I'm living in a dream, and everything seems alright to me.
You called back. Now I've got the world in my hands.
You called back, and I hope you'll try to understand,
But you'll have to call again. Guess I needed better reception.
Now I won't rest until the weather decides to come around.
We're tired of living underground, in the dark, and unaware.
We can't make a sound.
You're worried someone will hear us?
I'm worried someone will hear.
I miss the old Southern hospices, but I'll be coming back.
I guess my colds chased, and suddenly I'm feeling like a second chance. Alright.
This time I'll unplug the machine. Oh hell, I'll unplug everything,
And then I'll read a magazine, or maybe paint the TV screen.
I'll try to get by.
Let's talk about projects and plans.
Let's talk about the end.
I've got a million ideas to spend.
I hope that you'll understand,
But sometimes we slow it down
Or keep it underground. I know that
Some things are to hard to say,
So I'll keep my ear up to the door every day
Until I get paid.
Now I won't rest until the colors inside my head have
Gone right through my eyes and painted every idea left.
Put on you're watch, get dressed, and try to listen to me:
Go outside. It's alright. We'll use the garden door instead,
But these walls are coming down,
And I hope you'll come around,
So we can start again.
credits
from
There's a War Outside,
released December 16, 2012
Thanks to Matthew Dealy for some awesome backup vocals.
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