Lletres: Joey Cape. Other. The Things Needed To Be Said.

At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end
Drug induced visions end in collisions, Casualties and friends
Where were faux pacifist from a conservationist
Once we were here to be sane - Now everyone's insane

Now their laughter causes my homesickness
Missing my own address; Missing everything I own
Mutually exclusively lesser than - We ride
Forgetting where and what we see worth saving

At 3 in the morning I am in mourning, it needed to be said
At 3 in the morning we are dead, and put this song to bed

And the laughter causes my homesickness
Missing my old address; Inside your head, inside your head
I know my way - out, I know my way - out, I know my way - out...

At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end
Drug induced visions end in collisions, say goodbye again
And our road has this song, it's about a mile long
And all of it lives in my head. These things needed to be said