Wake Up

Will Stelter

Wake up, and smell the roses
We’ve piled them, on your coffins
And you’ve roamed, and you’ve roamed
From first place, to the end of the road

Now you know

The hearts, no place for a home
Cause you linger to long, and get left alone
And you’ve roamed, and you’ve roamed
From green light traffic, to stop and go

And you hold

To something, you know you can’t control
Unknowingly fluent, but you’ve lost the words you told
And you’ve roamed, God how you’ve roamed
From ruin, to gold

And you go

Out on the oceans alone,
To the shadow unknown,
To a place we’ve yet to know,
Unto a place we’ve yet to know.
And you don’t

Wake up and smell the roses,
We’ve piled them, on your coffins