Red Eye
Waking life
Have we been wake-walking
In the night?
Turn off the lights and soon
It's us and the cabin crew
Projections and hues
Sleepyhead
What are you doing
Go back to bed
Have you been drinking
Your eyes are red
"I'm fine," I said
Just resting my head
On the city cement
On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We're asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we'll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made?
I can see the sun
Transit dreams
Travel the world while we're
Fast asleep
Think we can climb up
The castle walls
I won't let you fall
Sink and dissolve
Counting sheep
At home on the hills
Irish fantasy
One minute sun
And the rest it's rain
A hurricane
Devours the plane while we
Go down in flames
On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We're asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we'll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made?
I can see the sun
At the end of this echo parade
That was all just a fucking charade
This time I'll be
Wake up in a cold sweat
Not coming back to bed
Plane crash and a wet dream
747 under fitted sheets
I will not go to sleep
Where she's waiting for me
I will not go to sleep
Have we been wake-walking
In the night?
Turn off the lights and soon
It's us and the cabin crew
Projections and hues
Sleepyhead
What are you doing
Go back to bed
Have you been drinking
Your eyes are red
"I'm fine," I said
Just resting my head
On the city cement
On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We're asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we'll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made?
I can see the sun
Transit dreams
Travel the world while we're
Fast asleep
Think we can climb up
The castle walls
I won't let you fall
Sink and dissolve
Counting sheep
At home on the hills
Irish fantasy
One minute sun
And the rest it's rain
A hurricane
Devours the plane while we
Go down in flames
On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We're asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we'll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made?
I can see the sun
At the end of this echo parade
That was all just a fucking charade
This time I'll be
Wake up in a cold sweat
Not coming back to bed
Plane crash and a wet dream
747 under fitted sheets
I will not go to sleep
Where she's waiting for me
I will not go to sleep
Credits
Writer(s): Bernardo Ochoa, Jacob Lee Cheriff, Daniel Paul Hemerlein, Harrison B Terrell
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