Wake up young man, it's time to wake up
Your love affair has got to go, for ten long years
For ten long years, the leaves to rake up
Slow suicide's no way to go, oh
Blue clouded gray, you're not a crack up
Dizzy and weakened by the haze
Movin' onward
So an infection not a phase, yeah-oh
The cracks and lines, from where you gave up
They make an easy man to read, oh-oh oh-oh
For all the times you let them bleed you
For a little peace from God you plead, and beg
For a little peace from God you plead
