good morning sunshine awake when the sun hits the sky
look up the sounds that surround the day you died
she waits for me outside near a hole in the ground
in the one way thinking you might get the upper hand
dear newo ikkin how’s apollo been treating you?
has he been a good boy since the day i left?
give him my love and a sweet kiss for his head
cause i won’t be coming home, when you get this i’ll be dead
narris and larry, gloria to nowhere
sir, i think you’d better take my hand and pray we make this one out alive
captain! we’ve lost all systems control then son i’ll see you in my sleep
is it all you’ve shared with them that makes us paranoid?
is it the dream that one day you might be something you’re not?
is it all you’ve shared with them that makes us paranoid?
is it the dreams that makes us real?
we’ll miss you and wait for you when you come
wrong way, right way bad luck what god has been giving me
we’ll miss you and wait for you when you come
wrong way, right way bad luck you’ve got to be kidding me
i’ve spent so long sitting down here,
paper cut my heart in half and discard the evidence
when it’s yours come send me the last half
dowsed in kerosene in a torched, blazed blood bath
when boy sets fire god knows you’ve lost at a cost that has no price
when you’ve purchased guilt
stand at attention and make sure you know lines and yourself
yet you’d say i’ll be home alone again waiting
wait for me alright, i’m still a boy down there when you want to promise me that
