Wake Up

Just a little sleep A little slumber Little folding of the hands to rest It's what we tell ourselves but we know we're gonna just Lay here 'til the sun's gone to rest But there were boxes in the garden And there's an old man at the door When the wind is right and the skies show favor When the heat has died and the day is cool We tell ourselves that we'll do it later When we know full well that that ain't true And I was frozen at the window And I was breaking down the door Tomorrow we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more Gotta wake up Oh, we say we'll do it when things settle down We say we'll do it when the season's through Say we'll do it when we get around to it But it's already overdue But there were boxes in the garden And there's an old man at the door Tomorrow's song is a siren singing Such a sweet and sudden lullaby Tomorrow's song has got us clinging To the promise of the by-and-by And I was frozen at the window And I was breaking down the door Tomorrow we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more We gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more We gotta wake We gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more Come on, we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up Oh I think they're gathering for war