JIM

I'm talking bout those moments when you feel / you feel that now it's too late and all
All the things projected to do you still / you still never in them got involved
The clock tells you to get up and you say give me a few hours more
Never do a thing, stay in bed and dream, everyone around you is always moving
So fast that anyway now it's too late you'll never be on time to catch the train
So you just stop running eating seven lunches, watching what is on tv and so until
What?

There'll be no angel from the sky
No sign from there to tell you how to wake up
Wake up you don't seem so shy
Face your life, it's just a game / Face your life your turn to play

Trying to find a reason why
This funny feeling got inside
Blaming it on anything that could be it
It's mad but sleeping makes you tired

REF

You said “I got a big day today
I'm gonna get up early round seven
Then I'll be running right and left”
But you're down once again

So right before you even did a thing
Already back laying down not caring
At all about what makes you better
I'm telling you sleeping makes you tired

REF