Morning Call
Hey brother can you spare a dime
I'm all run out of peace of mind
I've years to live and not much time
Hey brother can you spare a dime
Hey sister can you lend a hand
I'm sleeping in the dirt again
This day ain't gone the way I planned
Hey sister can you lend a hand
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
Hey doctor can you squeeze me in
My head's about to burst again
I'm sicker than your medicine
Hey doctor can you squeeze me in
Hey colonel can you win the war
I'm backed up seeking metaphors
I found some signs but they're cardboard
Hey colonel can you win the war
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
Hey brother can you spare a buck
I'm all run out of hope and luck
The road is long, my wheels are stuck
Hey brother can you spare a buck
Hey sister can you lend the sun
I'm cold enough for everyone
A red brick in the washing drum
Hey sister can you lend the sun
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
I'm all run out of peace of mind
I've years to live and not much time
Hey brother can you spare a dime
Hey sister can you lend a hand
I'm sleeping in the dirt again
This day ain't gone the way I planned
Hey sister can you lend a hand
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
Hey doctor can you squeeze me in
My head's about to burst again
I'm sicker than your medicine
Hey doctor can you squeeze me in
Hey colonel can you win the war
I'm backed up seeking metaphors
I found some signs but they're cardboard
Hey colonel can you win the war
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
Hey brother can you spare a buck
I'm all run out of hope and luck
The road is long, my wheels are stuck
Hey brother can you spare a buck
Hey sister can you lend the sun
I'm cold enough for everyone
A red brick in the washing drum
Hey sister can you lend the sun
I've got eyes that bleed me raw
And I've got hands that see through walls
I know I'm not who you saw
But I need you and that's all
Be my morning call
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Writer(s): Joshua Schultz
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