The Prescience Of Dawn Lyrics - The Weakerthans

The sirens woke me up again 

I know they're coming for me someday just a matter of when 

Count to 25 and yawn 

Touch the clock and turn my back against the dawn 

And hope for that one dream of hardware stores 

With checkered floors and buckets full with nails 

We're floating effortless over the apartment to the boat 

I'm rowing past the office windows mother, mother may I cry 

Father will you teach me how to die the right way someday 

I don't want a second chance 

To turn my stuttering reluctance into romance 

With these documents and kindergarten anthems 

With my drunken liturgies tune the FM in to static 

And pretend that it's the sea 

But forward fumbles for the microphone 

You should have known 

You should have known