Like Zombies

from by Jon Capus

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It's early that I wake up
And early to bed
We live like zombies
We sleep like the dead;

It's the patter of the rain
On windowsills of gold
And when it's cold, you're looking cold but we're
We're looking cold;

It's the charade that we play
When we don't know the name of the game
Digging holes, nameless holes
A nameless man, a nameless grave;

Cemetery gates
A gale force wind, hark
And when it's dark, you're looking dark but we're
We're looking dark;

Hark now the angels sing goodnight
And don't we feel alright
In this cold morning light
Hark now the angels sing goodnight
And don't we feel like zombies
Live to die again;

Footsteps down a hallway floor
Whispers behind an open door
You and I we realize we’re just two halves
Of something more;

Angels rise from the grave
And start to flood this town
I open up, you open up but we’re
We’re closing down;

Down, down, down;

Hark now the angels sing goodnight
And don't we feel alright
In this cold morning light
Hark now the angels sing goodnight
And don't we feel like zombies
Live to die again
Hark now the angels sing goodnight
And don't we feel alright
In this cold morning light.

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from Plain Jane EP, released October 26, 2013
Sarah Beck - Backing Vocals

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Jon Capus Edmonton, Alberta

Singer-songwriter from Edmonton, Alberta.

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