Small City Calling - Sleep Is for When You're Dead Lyrics

Maybe this hole will guide you home
Maybe this heart will find a home
I'm a martyr, a victim, a child of the system
Your hearts at war with your conscience, your vison, your lack of ambition
God rest your soul.
You're wasting time so you shouldn't even bother, because I could wait around all night long...
But in the end its just another summer
And in the end I'll be taking nothing from her
(The problems we've been through, I thought that I knew you
We all need more)
There she goes...
We're never gonna go to sleep tonight so save all your dreams for another time
I've been told its a hell of a ride
You better buckle up because its gonna be a good one
I think we better hit the road tonight
We'll be running on empty but it feels just right
The cold blows through your hair in the air
We're all covered up, we just need a little sunlight
We walk among the living dead
We slip, like ghosts, through your hands
Speak soft and lay your head to rest
Maybe we'll mend this broken home, these sunken stones
Maybe these eyes will someday find your better side alone
(How many times will I have to say it?
Sometimes I feel like you're the one jaded
All of your lies, I'm sick of this feeling
I hope these faults don't keep me from coming home