I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning
Album - 24 gennaio 2005 - Debaser id 173062

If you hate the taste of wine
why do you drink it till you're blind?
And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares
how come you say it like you're right?
Why are you scared to dream of god
when it's salvation that you want?
You see stars that clear have been dead for years
but the idea just lives on
In our wheels that roll around
as we move over the ground
And all day it seems we've been in between
the past and future town
We are nowhere and it's now
We are nowhere and it's now
and for a ten minute dream in the passenger's seat
while the world was flying by
you haven't been gone very long
but it feels like a life time
I've been sleeping so strange at night
Side effects they don't advertise
I've been sleeping so strange
with a head full of pesticide
I've got no plans in all this time
I feel too restless to unwind
I'm always lost in thought
as I walk a block to my favorite neon sign
where the waitress looks concerned
but she never says a word
just turns the juke box on
and we hum along and I smile back at her
And my friend comes after work
When the features start to blur
She says these bars are filled with things that kill
by now you probably should have learned
Did you forget that yellow bird?
How could you forget your yellow bird?
She took a small silver wreath and pinned it on to me
she said this one will bring you love
and I don't know if it's true but I keep it for good luck

I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor's westside loft
Supplies are endless in the evening, by the morning they'll be gone
When everything is lonely, I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit
And I know you have a heavy heart
I can feel it when we kiss
So many men stronger than me
have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
But me I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist
You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
Well it takes one to know one, kid I think you got it bad
What's so easy in the evening, by the morning's such a drag
I've got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train
And if you promise to stay conscious, I will try and do the same
Well, we might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
But what was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane
And I'm not sure what the trouble was
that started all of this
The reasons all have run away
But the feeling never did
It's not something I would recommend
But it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is
It was so simple in the moonlight, now it's so complicated
It was so simple in the moonlight
So simple in the moonlight
So simple in the moonlight

You were born inside of a raindrop,
and I watched you falling
to your death

And the sun,
well, she could not save you
She's falling down too
Now the streets are wet

Body of water, toxic and timeless,
Atlantic ocean, New York skyline
I always get lost when I leave the village,
so I couldn't come meet you in Brooklyn last night

But I sing glory from my lowest,
and I will say peace to the people I meet
while the world waits for an explosion,
that instant of light that wipes the slate clean

So don't be fooled.
No, don't get lied to
Love was always cruel

And don't act strange, don't be a stranger
It happened to me; now, it's happening to you
But if you take that train under water,
then we could talk it through

Well, if I could tame all of my desires
Wait out the weather that howls in my brain
Because it seems that it's always changing
The wind's indecision, the sorrowful rain

Yeah, I was a postcard
I was a record
I was a camera, until I went blind
and now I'm riding all over this island
looking for something to open my eyes

But I still sing glory
from a high-rise
And I will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks
while the world waits for an explosion:
that moment in time when we'll be set free

Well, don't stay mad
Just let some time pass
And in the morning you'll wake feeling new

And if I don't come back,
I mean, if I get sidetracked,
It's only 'cause I wanted to
I'm keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue

Goddamn
You make me cry

Poison oak some boyhood bravery
when a telephone was a tin can on a string
and I fell asleep with you still talking to me
you said you weren't afraid to die

in Polaroids you were dressed in woman’s clothes
were you made ashamed? Why'd you lock them in the drawer?
well, I don't think that I ever loved you more

than when you turned away
when you slammed the door
when you stole the car
and drove towards Mexico
and you wrote bad checks
just to fill your arm
I was young enough
I still believed in war

well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep
and all their tearful words will turn back into steam

but me I'm a single cell on a serpent’s tongue
there’s a muddy field where a garden was
and I’m glad you got away
but I'm still stuck out here
my clothes are soaking wet
from your brother’s tears

and I never thought this life was possible
you’re the yellow bird that I've been waiting for

the end of paralysis, I was a statuette
now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
and when I press the keys it all gets reversed
the sound of loneliness makes me happier

The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds.
The city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide awake it's morning.
I have my drugs, I have my woman
They keep away my loneliness
My parents they have their religion
but sleep in separate houses.

I read the body count out of the paper
and now it's written all over my face.
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter,
sometimes that's just the most comfortable place.

So, I'm drinking breathing, writing singing
every day I'm on the clock.
My mind races with all my longings
But can't keep up with what I've got.
So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful,
what history gave modern men
a telephone to talk to strangers
machine guns and a camera lens.

So, when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
It's best to join the side that's gonna win.
And no one's sure how all of this got started,
but we're gonna make 'em god damn certain how it's gonna end.
Oh yeah we will, oh yeah we will!

Well I could have been a famous singer,
if I had someone else's voice.
But failure’s always sounded better
let’s fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds.
The city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide awake it's morning.