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