Eyes wide open

All these visions in my head
Should have gone to bed before the watershed
Some are live and some are dead
Makes no diferrence when they're in your head

And I can't stop crying
And I can't stop driving
'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying
And my eyes wide open

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