Dream Theater - 6: 00 Lyrics
- kevin mooreSix oclock on a christmas morning...And for what?Well, isnt it for the honor of god,Aunt kate?I know all about the honor of god,Mary jane.Six oclock the siren kicks him from a dreamTries to shake it off but it just wont stopCant find the strength but hes got promises to keepAnd wood to chop before he sleepsI may never get overBut nevers better than nowIve got bases to coverHes in the parking lot and hes just sitting in his carIts nine oclock but he cant get outHe lights a cigaretteAnd turns the music downBut just cant seem to shake that soundOnce I thought Id get overBut its too late for me nowIve got bases to coverMelody walks through the doorAnd memory flies out the windowAnd nobody knows what they wanttil they finally let it all goThe pain insideComing outsideSo many ways to drown a manSo many ways to drag him downSome are fast and some take years and yearsCant hear what hes saying when hes talking in his sleepHe finally found the sound but hes in too deepI could never get overIs it too late for me now?Feel like blowing my coverMelody walks through the doorAnd memory flies out the windowAnd nobody knows what they wanttil they finally let it all goBut dont cut your losses too sooncause youll only be cutting your throatAnd answer a call while you still hear at allcause nobody will if you wontSix oclock on a christmas morning...I know all about the honor of god,Mary...I know all about the honor of god,Mary jane.
