Rush Hour Songtext

von Port Of Call

It's Monday, six AM
You're waiting for the train to come
It's Monday, six AM
You're waiting for the train to come

Dead faces around you
Are waiting for this day to
End

So cold
No one is talking
You got up so early this morning

They are all running from something
You won't understand

Slow down
Open up your mind for just one second
Do you still realize the birds
Are singing today
Watching the sunrise
As it kisses the world good morning
Did you see the flowers blossoming
These first days of
March
Of march

You wake up
Someone crashing into you
The train has arrived
They're rushing in
You're angry
How can they ignore you
You ask yourself
Are they happy?

It's Monday, six AM
You're waiting for the train to come
It's Monday, six AM
You're waiting for the train to come

Dead faces around you
Are waiting for this day to
End

Is this the day
You're losing your emotion as well
The day you're changing
From prisoner to guard
The day you're dying to be living
Like a ghost
Is this the day you're losing
All your hopes