Peter Adams - When The Morning Dies lyrics

I promise you my head's on straight And looking forward. Empires will fall in the sunken sky, so meet me in your room And keep a light on inside. I'm lost and gone in a dried up well That looks up at a smile in the clouds I climb the walls and comb the stars And wish the dinosaurs would come crashing through my door Like fire and hate All in sunday suits, one for me and one for you I will count the days. Wake me when the morning dies And water falls into pots and pans crooked on the wood panelled wall Our rest will come when the storm is done But now the roof is leaking and the lights won't come on Like fire and hate.