Awake

Your friends they said to me That you were talking in your sleep About the promises you keep I know you drifted through the early years You could fight to pass the time When they found you, you were dealing with it fine Hard to tell you what it goes to Hard earned paper you're holding on to It's all honest praise for the ways you make them do All the things you do What's up with the waves out on the coast? You say that's something I should know I think there's something they're not saying When you survive it all the same You're so impressed they know your name And you're in love with how they say it Hard to tell you what it goes to Hard-earned paper, you're Holding on to It's all honest praise for the ways you make them do All the things you do When they find you lying wide awake Your friends have gone away I overheard you say I see some waves out on the surf They know you finally found your nerve And now they wait for you to say it