Wake the Dead

Well the morning took my

Oh the morning took my breath

Again it did

You’re too young to wake the

You’re too young to wake the dead

Oh ain’t ya kid

You go digging through the

You go digging through the dirt

Till the earth it gives

And underneath the ground

Oh you found a key

So crawl right back to bed

Falling fast asleep

Well you got lost in my

Oh you got lost in my chest

Again you did

And your voice is soft now

Oh it’s softer than it’s

Ever ever been

How I miss you most of

I miss you most of all

Right before I rest

When the rubatosis

Comes and gets so close

Now echoes in my head

But underneath the sheets

Hope you find some peace

To lay the past to bed

Falling fast asleep