Centred photo lines capture the sentimental waves
And we all take our places to reconcile all the faces outside the frame
Is this camouflage or just some dream

To atone our sins and watch them fall to their knees

I am not awake enough

I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough


And how will I know enough
How will I know enough to call it to me

Cause I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me
I am not awake enough

I am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me

We are paralysed in what beckons us to bleed

Harboured in our dusty heads lie the complete works of revolutions unseen
Harboured in our dusty heads lie works of revolution
Are we camouflaged or in some dream

To atone our sin brigades and watch them fall to, fall to their knees

I am not awake enough

I am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me
I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me


And where is awake enough to find some peace
And how will I know enough

How will I know enough to call it to me
Cause I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me

I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me
I am not awake enough

I am not awake enough to bear the trouble that surrounds me
I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me

I am not awake enough
I am not awake enough to bear the trouble that surrounds me
I am not awake enough

I am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me