At 7 o'clock I hit the door, stepped out into the gale
At 3 o'clock I hit the floor, slipped into a fairy-tale
I dream a dream of frozen fires
Hiding inside, melting the wires
To sleep and waiting
At 6am I wander outside and listen to the trees
In their simple peace and wisdom they will speak to me through the breeze
The sun splatters down through their dying leaves
With minds to survive and lives to deceive
They are contemplating
Jesus watches from the clouds above
These autumn thoughts are falling in and out of love
I wake up on the ground, curse the life I've found
And turn the volume up, shake the walls with the sound
At 10 o'clock she kissed you and she left you by the gate
At 3am she thought of you as she lay in bed awake
Cos she can't sleep without you holding her hand
Holding the boy she's bound to in her head
She's fading
Jesus watches from the clouds above
These autumn thoughts are falling in and out of love
I wake up on the ground, curse the life I've found
And turn the volume up, shake the walls with the sound
Yeah, I wake up on the ground, curse the life I've found
And shake the walls, shake the walls with the sound
Monday, 19 March 2007
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