The Table

Rise very early before the sun comes up Hot water get me loose Hot water get me loose There's a place somewhere in between my heart and lungs Where words are born and carried to my tongue, and I feed them to you like a mother bird It's a stone-cold face A cold hard place It's that sound, something like a whisper, through my teeth. Crooked is the road ahead of me In a cold dark place A cold dark world We have money to spend We have money to burn But that sound, it's something like a whisper through my teeth Crooked is the road ahead of me Come have a seat at the table, please It wouldn't be right without you It was dark that night. So dark, I was trying to find you We want the same thing Dream the same dream We fear the same fear Want the same thing Come have a seat at the table, please It wouldn't be right without you It's a cold dark place A cold dark world We have money to spend We have money to burn But that sound, something like a whisper, through my teeth Crooked is the road ahead of me Running on fear Idol held high It is what it is Yeah, a sign of the times But that sound, something like a whisper through my teeth Crooked is the road ahead of me Come have a seat at the table, please, it wouldn't right without you Dream the same dream We fear the same fear Want the same thing Come have a seat at the table, please It wouldn't be right without you