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City And Colour lyrics : "boiled frogs"

Old man sits at his desk

One year from retirement


And he's up for review


He's not quite sure what to do




Each passing year


The workload grows




I'm always wishing


I'm always wishing too late

For things to come my way


It always ends up the same




And I must be missing


I must be missing the point


Your signal fades away

And all I'm left with is noise





So wait up

I'm not sleeping alone again tonight


There's so much to dream about


There must be more to my life




Poor little tin man


Still swinging his axe

Even though, even though


His joints are clogged with rust




My youth is slipping


My youth is slipping away


Safe in monotony

Day after day





My youth is slipping

My youth is slipping away


Cold wind blows off the lake


And I know for sure that it's too late




So wait up

I'm not sleeping alone again tonight


There's so much to dream about

There must be more to my life




Wait up

I'm not sleeping alone again tonight


Between the light and shallow waves

Is where I'm going to die




So won't you wait up for me?

Won't you wait up for me?

Won't you wait up for me?


Oh, wait up for me

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