Bar-ba-sol

David Cook · David Cook [2008]

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When I woke up, I could see

The daylight had already passed me

It was such a fight to fade away to sleep

It's a fugue I'm on

Falling to chase down the dawn

Well I fell every night as it turns into light

With my eyes just shut tight



Sailing all alone

I thought I made it home

But I threw it all away

Oh where I've been, sold and spun again

All before me like a dream

Falling in between

I feel sick, I feel nervous

I know just what I did to deserve this

Oh I know it's not a dream



Keeping quiet, laying low

Holding on to what I don't want to know

'Til the daylight turns to ash and blows away

Missing keys, bloody nose

Consequences of what I chose

Keep running into me; don't want my memory

It all comes so deathly



Sailing all alone

I thought I made it home

But I threw it all away

Oh where I've been, sold and spun again

All before me like a dream

Falling in between

I feel sick, I feel nervous

I know just what I did to deserve this

Though I know it's not a dream

Oh where I've been, sold and spun a...



Oh where I've been, sold and spun again

All before me like a dream

Falling in between

I feel sick, I feel nervous

I know just what I did to deserve this

Oh I know it's not a dream



Oh where I've been, sold and spun again

All before me like a dream

Falling in between

I feel sick, I feel nervous

I know just what I did to deserve this

Oh I know it's not a dream