Depressica - Nighthawk

we wake up again at half past 12
and wonder where the day has gone this time.
we wake up again at half past noon
and can’t believe we wasted all the night.

but still we try to wander in our sleep.
and we’re only left with melancholy dreams.

i woke up again at half past 5
and waited for the sun to gently rise.
you didn’t wake up til 4 of 9
and i’d already taken to the skies.

it’s funny how we’re bursting at the seams
but all i want is you here next to me.
yet i’m against the wall with teeth dug in my knees,
a bitter sight at quarter after 3.

but how do you expect me to get up again?
when we only have a moment to defend
ourselves from all the demons in our heads.
it goes to show i don’t have common sense.

we wake up again at half past noon
and wonder where the day has gone awry.
we wake up again at half past 12
and can’t believe we had to say goodnight.

still we try to wake up in the morning
or roll around the street without the warning
that dreams will sometimes leave scars in your sight
but everything will still turn out alright