| Wake Up When you wake up and life’s got a rope around your neck, Just close your eyes. Just count the sheep going by. So you think you’re the only one in a rut, And it feels like there’s bullets in your guts, Hope’s out of range— Just wait, cuz the seasons always change. Wake up and it’s summertime. St. Peter met you at the gate, Said he had to run, he had a date, On the steps of heaven, it’s past eleven And it’s getting late. Wake up and it’s summertime. I know you are counting the day. Just remember, soon you’ll count them all away. Wake up and it’s summertime. 16 There she was at sweet 16 She was dressed in yellow in a car the color of tourmaline. She was semi-precious, semi-pink, We could look at her, see her on the brink of Brilliance or disaster. We were afraid to look, We were afraid to ask and No one could see what happened. All we saw was her eyes on the horizon. Shifting into fourth, shifting into fifth, She was the girl with the careless wave, Blowing us all a good-bye kiss. She was unruly and ruleless, insatiable, Sexy and reckless. And no one complained when she left us To clean up her mess. Her eyes on the horizon. With the interstate as her racing track, We never saw her looking back, We held on tight not to forget, But the smell of rubber was all she left and No one could see what could see what happened. Her eyes on the horizon. You’re a lousy friend (kts) I was bare, but it was borne And I watched as the fabric of our friendship was torn. And you held your piece and I held mine, You said only fools believe in healing with time. I looked at us broken and I was resigned to you. I said the things that made sense to me And you said things with which I couldn’t agree. And you said your things and I said mine, You said only fools believe in healing with time. I looked at us broken and I was resigned to you. And now shaken is a faith I’d thought was unshakeable And broken is a friendship I’d thought was unbreakable And you’ve gone your way and I’ve gone mine, You say only fools believe in forgiveness with time. I look at us broken and I am resigned to you. |
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