Wake Up
Can you feel the world outside
Can you see me writing postcards
While the sun is bright
In bed
You were staring at the window
You could hear me fall low
There’s a gun shot outside
In the papers, you never saw his face
And maybe it’s a nightmare
Anyway, it’s too late
In the papers, you never saw his face
And maybe it’s a nightmare
Anyway, it’s too late
Stand up
Cause the world is still humming
It could be a beginning
As the sun still shines
In bed
You’re still staring at that window
And your ears are ringing low
There’s a gun shot outside
In the papers, you never saw his face
And maybe it’s a nightmare
Anyway, it’s too late
In the papers, you never saw his face
And maybe it’s a nightmare
Anyway, it’s too late
Wake up