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6am

Two more weeks and no more sanity and your eyes and your wine are red

I don't know you and I don't know what I'll miss but what I know is that I can't go to bed

I'll drag you to the kitchen and I'll make you sit and listen to the sappy shit I've got to say

I'll waste your time and I'll say something out of line but we'll laugh like its the best thing we heard all day

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Six in the morning and I stayed up with you

I might be tired, I don't know I lost track around two

And I'll be fucked up tomorrow

But at least least I got to watch the sunrise turn blue

And I'll sleep through everything I've got tomorrow

But it's okay 6am is always open for you

 

 We'll laugh at everyone they don't know that we remember everything they did

Listening to songs that raised us and crying when it gets to much like I've known you since we were kids

We're still a bunch of kids

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Six in the morning and I stayed up with you

I might be tired, I don't know I lost track around two

And I'll be fucked up tomorrow

But at least least I got to watch the sunrise turn blue

And I'll sleep through everything I've got tomorrow

But it's okay 6am is always open for you

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Grab a lighter I'll get a blanket and sit beside ya

We'll talk about how much we hate it here but really we're terrified

And I'll confide in ya a part of me dies when I remember that 

One day we'll have to put tomorrow before tonight

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Six in the morning and I stayed up with you

I might be tired, I don't know I lost track around two

And I'll be fucked up tomorrow

But I'll watch the sunrise a thousand times with you

And I'll sleep through everything I've got tomorrow

But it's okay 6am is always open for you

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6am is for you

6am is for you

6am is for you

6am is for you

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Remedy Revival

Flower petals pressed up against the pages of a bible

Only ever used to press flower petals

You're my stinging nettle, it's a remedy revival

You heal me you put a flower in your hair

Two lovers pressed up against the walls of a hotel room

You're never sad and I've kept every friend I've ever had

I'm in trouble if I ever lose you

Who else will pick a flower for my hair

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You live in my songs and you own my passion

Life is terrible, you're my favorite distraction

whoa, whoa

Our first date, mothers day, we stopped in San Clemente, it was only a little out of the way

Golden Gate, that one Tuesday

You picked a flower for my hair

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Lemonade headache, you stayed right there with me

Fireworks were just for us, the band said raise your hand if you're in love

Driving home, Rubber Soul

Your hand on my thigh

It's getting cold, summer air

You're like a flower in my hair

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You live in my songs and you own my passion

Life is terrible, you're my favorite distraction

whoa, whoa

Our first date, mothers day, we stopped in San Clemente, it was only a little out of the way

Golden Gate, that one Tuesday

You picked a flower for my hair

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When my life flashes before my eyes nothing will make any sense

It'll be playing on the big screen, my life and what it's meant

Just you, and me, and Saturn, and trees

And a flower in my hair

Woah, you picked a flower for my hair

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Eternity

Stop throwing pennies, they'll make their way heads-up one day

You've done plenty, just lay in the grass today

Look at me honey, I'll kiss all your worries away

Isn't it lovely, you'll get to hear everything I've ever got to say

And it's okay that it's night

We're nowhere close to running out of time

 

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby I'll be here tomorrow

To wish you good morning for eternity

 

Lay your head down in my bed or yours

It doesn't matter we'll have plenty time together in a world made of I'm so sures

Drive me around, you can even drive me crazy if you open the door

Do you hear that sound, it's the sound of everything you've never heard before

And it's ok that we're right

We're nowhere close to running out of time

 

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby I'll be here tomorrow

To wish you good morning for eternity

 

What a shame we didn't see everything we wanted to see

Time slipped away, I had to go to sleep

Mmmm, mmmmm

You grabbed my hand and said baby

 

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby we've got eternity

It's ok baby I'll be here tomorrow

To wish you good morning for eternity

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Talking to Myself

I can't go, that's all it is

If you'd known I'd be in solace

Campfire smoke, the soot won't leave my fingers

I'll write you a note, a not so bad it lingers

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Try and save our ship it's sinking as we speak

I can't swim and you can't reach

It's all gone to shit, if only that were true

Then we wouldn't be so dramatic and we might actually follow through

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Be my friend, I'm talking to myself again

Can we pretend that I'm talking to myself again

There's no end, can I talk to someone different now

Just around the bend is another thing to go crazy about

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Try and save our ship it's sinking as we speak

I can't swim and you can't reach

It's all gone to shit, if only that were true

Then we wouldn't be so dramatic and we might actually follow through

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Cuz we're making it so hard, we're making it so hard, we're making it so hard on ourselves

Tomorrow's gonna be so hard, gonna be so damn hard, hardest day you've ever felt

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Try and save our ship it's sinking as we speak

I can't swim and you can't reach

It's all gone to shit, if only that were true

Then we wouldn't be so dramatic and we might actually follow through

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Wake Up and Go Back to Sleep

I lay on your lap, you play guitar

It sounds so pretty I forget where we are

We talk about the hard stuff, I cry for an hour

But you look so pretty I let you play guitar louder

We go on a long trip, you fall asleep next to me

But it's ok I'll put on the songs that I want to sing

Two hundred miles later, you wake up and look to my eyes

Say darling you're so beautiful, do you want me to drive

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Wouldn't it be nice to just play guitar and drive

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Sun falls through the window and warms up the air

Its quarter-past-eleven you wish that I didn't care

I make myself breakfast and sit down to eat

You wish that I was reckless and would come back to sleep

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Wouldn't it be sweet to just wake up and go back to sleep

Wouldn't it be sweet if life was just wake up and go back to sleep

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