Morning Bell

(Album: Sweet Decay - 2018)

Do you ever feel like Jesus Christ?
'Cause you're holding yourself like you're bound to leave this life
I feel like a motor car with nowhere to go
Time is just a cigarette and my life is smoke

Yesterday has come and gone
Yet it clings to my skin like a memory or song
I was just a-passing through now I'm here to stay
Lead me down the garden path, I am destined to stray

And my heart is a hurricane
And my hands don't feel the same way
And time moves slow today
And my love and I can wait

I've been all over your town
And I've been through your gate, I have heard almighty sounds
Careful goes a dreamer dead in the sky
Busy little fever right between your eyes

And my heart is a hurricane
And my hands don't feel the same way
And time moves slow today
And my love and I can wait

From the lights of the evening
To the books on your shelf
I've wanted you for so long
And I cried in every doorway and empty hall
Waiting for the morning bell just to raise my eyes
Come to me easy now, I'm a broken prize

And my heart is a hurricane
And my hands don't feel the same way
And time moves slow today
And my love and I can wait