Dream Theater - 6 00 1 текст песни

"Six hours of Christmas morning ..."
"So what?" (Excerpts from the film "Dead Man")
"But not to honor God this morning, Aunt Kate?"
"I know all about the honor of God, Mary Jane." (From the story of "Mary Jane" from
book by James Joyce's "Dubliners").

Six hours, alarm clock wakes him from his sleep
Trying to turn it off, but does not leave a damn
He can not find the strength, but he has a lot of promise
Wood that had to be cut

I can never overcome
But never was better than now
I have an excuse

He is now on the parking lot, and just sitting in his car
For nine hours, but he can not wake up
He lights a cigarette
and mutes the music
but it just seems to not stir up the sounds of his

As soon as I was able to overcome
It was too late for me
I have an excuse

Melody heard through the door
And memory flies out the window
And nobody knows what he wants
Until they finally throw everything out of my head

Pain inside
breaks out.

So many ways to drown a man
So many ways to pull it to the bottom
Something happens quickly, but something lasting for years
He can not hear his words in his sleep
He finally finds the sound, but it is too deep within me.

I could never overcome
Is it too late for me now?
It seems as if my excuse of fighting on

Melody heard through the door
And memory flies out the window
And nobody knows what he wants
Until they finally throw everything out of my head

But not to lower your losses as quickly
Because you'll just squeeze your throat
Answer the call until you hear it
For who will do it instead of you?

"Six hours of Christmas morning ..." [Excerpts from the film "Dead Man"]
"I know all about the honor of God, Mary ..."
"I know all about the honor of God, Mary Jane." (From the story of "Mary Jane" from
book by James Joyce's "Dubliners").