A rooster with a razor
Cuts a hole across the sky
As light tumbles down from that all seeing eye
And I prop myself back up with the friends that I keep
All I want from you is to try to get some sleep
And the traffic's like a symphony at three am
Building its crescendo as the working day begins
But I just don't think I can wait
For the light of a new day to break
I try to close my eyes while the anxious feeling dies
Can you save me
From desire
Oh the sky's on fire
Oh the sky's on fire
Oh the sky's on fire
Oh the sky's on fire