To Greet the Morning
Holding your hand
Hold in your thoughts and keep them in a jar as safe as they are
Try to keep quiet, I know it's hard
Biting your tongue, you keep me up all night
Servants we are, we're at their beck and call
I hear they're out to get you and they're coming back for more
We are tired and we are frail
You give them an inch, they take a mile and leave you for dead
Hiding in the trees at night
Peeking through your window, spying
For the sake of being alive
Let's get in your car and let's go for a drive
All of the things you keep on saying, they all make sense
The radio is playing our favorite songs and we'll be home in time to greet the morning
We are spies
We're kicking down your door
We're so much more convincing that we've ever been before
Parasites who will never learn
All we do is take and give back nothing in return
Frightened by what the future holds
We will build it up and then we'll watch it all explode
We are tired
We are frail
So sorry for the life we shared, it can't be mended
Hiding in the trees at night
Peeking through your window, spying
For the sake of being alive
Let's get in your car and let's go for a drive
All of the things you keep on saying, they all make sense
The radio is playing our favorite songs and we'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time
Hold in your thoughts and keep them in a jar as safe as they are
Try to keep quiet, I know it's hard
Biting your tongue, you keep me up all night
Servants we are, we're at their beck and call
I hear they're out to get you and they're coming back for more
We are tired and we are frail
You give them an inch, they take a mile and leave you for dead
Hiding in the trees at night
Peeking through your window, spying
For the sake of being alive
Let's get in your car and let's go for a drive
All of the things you keep on saying, they all make sense
The radio is playing our favorite songs and we'll be home in time to greet the morning
We are spies
We're kicking down your door
We're so much more convincing that we've ever been before
Parasites who will never learn
All we do is take and give back nothing in return
Frightened by what the future holds
We will build it up and then we'll watch it all explode
We are tired
We are frail
So sorry for the life we shared, it can't be mended
Hiding in the trees at night
Peeking through your window, spying
For the sake of being alive
Let's get in your car and let's go for a drive
All of the things you keep on saying, they all make sense
The radio is playing our favorite songs and we'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time to greet the morning
We'll be home in time
We'll be home in time
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Brohm
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