Wake Up

Just a little sleep

A little slumber

Little folding of the hands to rest

It's what we tell ourselves but we know we're gonna just

Lay here 'til the sun's gone west

But there are foxes in the garden

And there's an old man at the door

When the wind is right and the skies show favor

When the heat has died and the day is cool

We tell ourselves that we'll do it later

When we know full well that that ain't true

And I was frozen at the window

And I was breaking down the door

Tomorrow we gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

I hear them coming back for more

Gotta wake up

Oh, we say we'll do it when things settle down

We say we'll do it when the season's through

Say we'll do it when we get around to it

But it's already overdue

But there are foxes in the garden

And there's an old man at the door

Tomorrow's song is a siren singing

Such a sweet and sudden lullaby

Tomorrow's song has got us clinging

To the promise of the by-and-by

And I was frozen at the window

And I was breaking down the door

Tomorrow we gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

I hear them coming back for more

Gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

I hear them coming back for more

Come on we gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up

Oh I think they're gathering for war