Time For Bed - Howards Alias
Shapely forms line these slumber drenched rooms
They are stratching to pick at the salt from sore wounds
Secretly spying from shoelace to hairclip
I watched as their walls tumbled down
Instead of all places you would have expected
They sparked and then connected
Two souls became one
But still with all that light shining from within
One's eyes were still blind to the sun
And if it's true what they say about us
And this awful misfortune's not just our bad luck
Well then I'm sick of playing that fool
Please wake up
Oh Matt wake up
Sometimes
Four eyes can meet under the wrong rooms lighting
And disguised
Under a cloud that has no silver lining
We'll take chances as they come
Now here dying lies the once healthy remnants of what
Happened to us and what could have been
If all this time we would only have thought of something
More than ourselves perhaps things would be
Different colours flash foward
And backwards and there
At the back we will stand till the end
If our pasts cannot be forgiven
How do we expect our futures to really extend
If it's true what they say about us
And this awful misfortune's not just our bad luck
Well then I'm sick of playing that fool
Please wake up
Oh Matt wake up
Sometimes
Four eyes can meet under the wrong rooms lighting
And disguised
Under a cloud that has no silver lining
We'll take chances as they come
It's not too late
To break this mould
Old habits
Die easily
If we can only
Lose our arrogance
The revolution can start to begin and the rules
We live by
Will break down
Let love roam free
Take over you
Them and me
A smile goes a long way
So smile big and see where it takes us
Sometimes
Four eyes can meet under the wrong rooms lighting
And disguised
Under a cloud that has no silver lining
Sometimes
Four eyes can meet under the wrong rooms lighting
And disguised
Under a cloud that has no silver lining
Where could we go if we'd only
Learn to love and accept everyone