From the recording Chris Harvey songwriter
Lyrics
Awake
A lot of sand had passed through the hour glass
but she could still spot a phony
There’s more stars in the sky than sand on the land
and she saw you comin’ buddy
Awake is what we call it
Awake and free to say
The truth will always find you
through the gray melee
Dykes on bikes, hipsters in the know
Holly men and women, bible verses flow
Another day got lost, never regained
Because you keep doin’ the very same thing
Awake is what we call it
Awake and free to say
The truth will always find you
through the gray melee
Maybe you should stay in your home tonight
Eatin’, sleepin’, readin’ should be alright
Take a deep breath and open up your heart
With a little luck you won’t fall apart
Awake is what we call it
Awake and free to say
The truth will always find you
through the gray melee
There are second chances when you can see
You gotta find a way to clear the debris
The truth is out there, remember what she said
Better get it right before you’re dead
Awake is what we call it
Awake and free to say
The truth will always find you
through the gray melee