Jessye DeSilva - Wake the Dead

Whistle in the wind on a summer night with a heat so thick it hums
Feel a ragged rhythm inside of my chest that's beating like a kettle drum
Gonna lift the latch, fling open the curtains, raise my chest and lift my head
Suck the boiling air deep into my lungs, let out a cry that could raise the dead
I wanna wake the dead
Disturb the beast, shake the part of me that's sleeping, and wake the dead
I'm ready to wake the dead
Baby tried hard to tame my mess, gave me a roof, 3 meals, 4 walls
Said that only he could love me best but now baby's been a long time gone
Now demons are only angels with slightly cuter shoes
And my demons are not remotely conquered, they've just been barely subdued
Heard the siren call of the open sky and now I feel it's time to choose
If I run I might not be sure to win but if I stay I'm bound to lose
I'm gonna light the match, set off a holy fire, and wake the dead
Whistle in the wind on a summer night in a heat so thick it hums
Feel a ragged rhythm inside my chest, it's beating... like a god damn drum...

Written by:
Bryan DeSilva, Jessye DeSilva

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