Speaking a different language, standing six feet apart
Wanting to see you more often, but visiting is hard
At least it feels like it
Nothing I say can matter, quiet voice on empty air
It’s been months since you quit speaking, assumed an empty stare
It’s 1 a.m. in Tokyo
The sun is up at home
Six hours from my house to yours
Seems further when I’m close
Wake up
I can’t let you just lay there and sleep
Please wake up
There’s still time if you’d stay up with me
Shame dripping out of my skin
Both born in July
When the weather gets nice
I’ll come see you again
I’ll bring you some flowers
It’s 3 a.m. in Tokyo
The sun is up at home
Six hours from my house to yours
Seems further when I’m close
It seems like I’m afraid of you
Like I try to stay away
Hate to look at what became of you
A name we had engraved
Wake up
I can’t let you just lay there and sleep
Please wake up
There’s still time if you’d stay up with me
Please wake up
I’ll call home every day if you’d stay
Please wake up
I’ll call home, I’ll call home, I’ll call home
There’s cattails growing in the ditch
Where we would cross the road
To skip rocks, and sit by the creek
Car parts littering the front lawn
Of the house you raised me in, back in high school
The town falls apart, there’s nothing left familiar
Everything that meant anything broken down, or it died
And I sat here missing everything from my city apartment
I can’t let you lay there and sleep
Still time if you’d stay up with me
I won’t ignore all the people I love anymore
If you’d give me a second now
It’s 5 a.m. in Tokyo, and half a world away
I’m sitting in a parking lot, you’re laying in your grave
And now I am afraid of you, to know that it’s all done
I didn’t try hard enough to be a proper son
Please wake up
Please wake up
Other lyrics by Hot Mulligan:
And A Big Load
Is it time to take a bow? Waking up in the worst of company Is there anyone around? No All alone it’s just these thoughts and me Am I ever gonna make things right? …
Bon Jonah
Sad to see the day has started Like I’m swallowed up The sun looks like an accusation Pouring hate on us Though the later I’m awake It makes it easier to hide …
Carbon Monoxide Hotel
Tighten your grip Just hold my fingers and sit for a moment I don’t remember the talk But I couldn’t balance when we walked I was begging for help, as if …
Cream Of Wheat Of Feet Naw Cream Of
Smell the roses Isn’t it a beautiful thing? Throat closes Tight while you’re unable to breathe Six pounds in a week ‘cause I don’t want to eat …
End Eric Sparrow And The Life Of Him
You’ll fall in place in time Just follow No thought, no face Give up Just follow You’re choking me out What’s the cliche? A fish out of water Do I hate …