The Alkaline +- - Pie(a)ce lyrics

Verse Look twice at the telephone, you Call it's three a.m., and with a Sleepy mind and closed ears, I said "Wait 'til Sunday, I'll call you then." Important things slip by, you go to Me for some insight, I just Shrug and march along, hoping everything Will be alright Chorus I spend my life just trying to sleep, but I Lose the hours I get to see, and I Know the prescription to set this right, but the Problem is I'm just so sick, oh I worry too much! Instrumental Refrain Pick up pieces of a tired mind, look around And see what you can find, then go Fix the pieces you left torn, repeat To yourself, "I've been reborn," oh! Verse Look thrice at the telephone, you Send a text instead, and with all the Strength that I could lend you, I call you Back and try to listen Important things stop by, I handle Them as best as I might, I'll give you a Hug and march along, hoping everything Will be alright Chorus I spend my life just trying to sleep, but I Lose the hours I get to see, and I Know the prescription to set this right, but the Problem is I'm just so sick of the fight I spend my life just trying to sleep, but I Lose the hours I get to see, and I Know the prescription to set this right, but the Problem is I'm just so sick, oh I worry too much! Instrumental Verse That's a piece of life, you see, it's Action mixed with empathy, and if you Can't bring the whole world to the light, then Know that everything will be alright