6:00

Lyrics

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