Lyrics

Everybody wants to wake up where the sun goes, where the sun goes
And everybody feigns concern for those they don't know, and we don't know, very much
But I'm trying to settle down, morning keeps knocking
Quiet now, you'll wake the town
Eyes cast on top of the sidewalk, frantic like the rest of us
Flying off to race the clock
To race the clock
You gotta race the clock
To race the clock
Everybody wants to wake up where the sun goes, where the sun goes
And everybody wants to wake up where the sun goes, where the sun goes
When I'm crying, oh, you make me laugh out loud
Boredom comes often, when you're down and out
Try to keep your head through the hard talks
And if you're young, just bite your tongue and try not to make a sound
Don't make a sound
You better not make a sound
Don't make a sound
Everybody wants to wake up where the sun goes, where the sun goes
Everybody wants to wake up where the sun goes, where the sun goes
Where the sun goes down
The fruits of our labor
Kept the family, clapping 'round the table
If you catch me waving like the neighbors
You will know I'm only looking for their favor
For their favor
But only when I'm able
Little kids, they keep on running through these phases
They don't look able
They don't look at all
Now dynamite your dream
Clench your jar while you sleep
I was hoping to see, hoping to bring
A softer side in June
A tree that sheds it's leaves must reveal itself in the morning
Written by: Coltin Walker Hanson
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