Waking up to silence,
Cold and blurry eyed,
Drag my body from this bead,
Start the radio replies.
And When I'm done,
Can't face another day,
Like this again.
But if we had it all,
Then I could see if anyone's wide awake,
When I am but someone told me,
Everything would turn to gold.
I'm waking up to silence,
Cold and blurry eyed,
Drag my body from this bead,
Start the radio replies.
And When I'm done,
Can't face another day,
Like this again.
But if we had it all,
Then I could see if anyone's wide awake,
When I am but someone told me,
Everything would turn to gold.
Then someone told me,
Everything would turn to gold.
If I walk into the road,
With secret traffic on my toes,
There's a poet in my ear,
Making sense of the unclear and if I...
If we had it all,
Then I could see if anybody's wide awake x2
If I walk into the road,
With secret traffic on my toes,
There's a poet in my ear,
Making sense of the unclear.
And if I'm talking in my sleep,
Another day and another week,
Is anybody in my place?
Is anybody wide awake?