Wake Up

Out of station through my radio

nothings on

it's like a joke thats told with out its final line

where's it going

where had it belonged

I know

I'm trying

I'm trying to wake up

wake up

and I tell by you way too far

looking back I had a casing sentimental suns and shade

would they ever spin around

forward

they're trying

they're trying

and so they do

in the call of a new world

as I climb to the next floor

haven't we

met before

under brighter skies above

above

anyway its fine

we're walking through wind

unfamiliar scenes

we're choking on it

and we're shaking hands with someone we don't know now

wake up

wake up