The strangest things are happening
Where do I begin?
I met a man when I was just a kid and now I saw him again, it was him
He looked the same hadn’t aged a day
Though 30 years gone by
I’m so afraid that he knows I noticed
The look in his eye
Sent a chill down my spine
Awake
Awaken
Awakening
Awake
Awakening
I’m awake
I pick my words so carefully
Grab your shoulder to shake you free
Though paranoid conspiracies are all you
Seem think have taken hold me
I said “Run, run, run away from the reaper drawing near”
but you’ve spun around and you’ll never hear it coming when you’re covering your ears
Awake
Awaken
Awakening
Awake
Awakening
I’m awake
Wake up or you’ll never hear it coming
Wake up. You’ll never hear it coming
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A beautiful mix of rock and folk with thoughtful, story-like lyrics and beautiful harmonies... one of my favorite all time albums. So hard to pick between Curses and the Garden. anodyneavian