Wake up

Out of station through my radio
nothings on it
like a joke thats told with out its final line
where's it going
where had it round

I know
I'm trying
I'm trying to wake up
wake up

and I tell by you way too far
looking back I had a casing sentimental suns and shade
won't they ever spin around
foward
they're trying
they're trying
and so they do

in the call of a new world
as I climb to the next floor
haven't we
met before
under brighter skies above
above

and in a way its fine
we're walking through wind
unfamiliar scenes
we're choking on it
and we're shaking hands with someone we dont know now

wake up
wake up