Growing Up Growing Down - The Blue Aeroplanes

Wake up this morning to say good night again

Give me your sleeping hand

Shake up your clothes, mine

Say: Coffee?

Say: A letter for you

Say: Rescue me

Have a heart, child

We’re only adults busing in here

And working

There are worse things than words, you know

But you wouldn’t believe it to hear some people talk

Wake up, it’s Christmas morning

All the parents are gone and the children aren’t here yet

Say: Have a drink, and

Say: Open this one first

Say: Duty calls

Have a heart child

Roughing is the hard part

There are worse things than words, you know

But you wouldn’t believe it to hear some people talk

And I will talk to you if I can

And I will talk to you if I can

And if I can, then you can talk to me

Well, wake me up to go to sleep again

Wake up, there’s been a hit-and-run

Broken glass everywhere

Say nothing, it’s obvious what’s going on here

Say: This street’s never been the same since Kennedy died

Have a heart, child

You weren’t even born.

There are worse things than words, you know

But you wouldn’t believe it to hear some people talk

So wake up and let me tell you

When are we gonna see the big bright tonight, huh?

Say: Now what would it give you the wine and me and water

Have a heart child

Who thinks I’m driving?

There are worse things than words, you know

But you wouldn’t believe it to hear some people talk

And I will talk to you if I can

And I will talk to you if I can

And if I can, then you can talk to me

Ah, wake up, wake up to the morning nausea

Wake up to death in life

Wake up to being another mother, child

Say: If this is life give me breakdancing

Say: If this is art give me television

Say, child

Do you think we should have a heart to heart?

There are worse things than words, you know

But you wouldn’t believe it to hear some people talk

And I will talk to you if I can

And I will talk to you if I can

And I will talk to you if I can

And I will talk to you if I can

And if I can, then you can talk to me