DREAM THEATER - 6 00 lyrics
rate me- kevin moore<br><br>Six o'clock on a christmas morning...<br>And for what? <br>Well, isn't it for the honor of god,<br>Aunt kate? <br>I know all about the honor of god,<br>Mary jane.<br><br>Six o'clock the siren kicks him from a dream<br>Tries to shake it off but it just won't stop<br>Can't find the strength but he's got promises to keep<br>And wood to chop before he sleeps<br><br>I may never get over<br>But never's better than now<br>I've got bases to cover<br><br>He's in the parking lot and he's just sitting in his car<br>It's nine o'clock but he can't get out<br>He lights a cigarette<br>And turns the music down<br>But just can't seem to shake that sound<br><br>Once I thought I'd get over<br>But it's too late for me now<br>I've got bases to cover<br><br>Melody walks through the door<br>And memory flies out the window<br>And nobody knows what they want<br>'til they finally let it all go<br><br>The pain inside<br>Coming outside<br><br>So many ways to drown a man<br>So many ways to drag him down<br>Some are fast and some take years and years<br>Can't hear what he's saying when he's talking in his sleep<br>He finally found the sound but he's in too deep<br><br>I could never get over<br>Is it too late for me now? <br>Feel like blowing my cover<br><br>Melody walks through the door<br>And memory flies out the window<br>And nobody knows what they want<br>'til they finally let it all go<br><br>But don't cut your losses too soon<br>'cause you'll only be cutting your throat<br>And answer a call while you still hear at all<br>'cause nobody will if you won't<br><br>Six o'clock on a christmas morning...<br>I know all about the honor of god,<br>Mary...<br>I know all about the honor of god,<br>Mary jane.
