Enchanté
Dirt Poor Robins
5:36The strangest things are happening Where do I begin? I met a man when I was just a kid And now I saw him again, it was him He looked the same, he hadn't aged a day Though thirty years gone by I'm so afraid that he knows that I noticed The look in his eye sent a chill down my spine Awake Awaken Awakening I'm awake Awakening I'm awake I pick my words so carefully Grab your shoulder to shake you free But paranoid conspiracies are all you seem To think have taken hold of me I said, "Run, run! Runaway from the Reaper drawing near!" But you've spun around & you'll never hear it coming When you're covering up your ears Awake Awaken Awakening I'm awake Awakening I'm awake I'm awake Awaken I'm awake Wake up or you'll never hear it coming Wake up, wake up Wake up or you'll never hear it coming