Текст песни Dream Theater - 6:00
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- Kevin Moore"Six o`clock on a Christmas morning...""And for what?""Well, isn`t it for the honor of God, Aunt Kate?""I know all about the honor of God,Mary Jane." Six o`clock the siren kicks him from a dreamTries to shake it off but it just won`t stopCan`t find the strength but he`s got promises to keepAnd wood to chop before he sleepsI may never get overbut never`s better than nowI`ve got bases to coverHe`s in the parking lot and he`s just sitting in his carIt`s nine o`clock but he can`t get outHe lights a cigaretteand turns the music downbut just can`t seem to shake that soundOnce I thought I`d get overbut it`s too late for me nowI`ve got bases to coverMelody walks through the doorand memory flies out the windowand nobody knows what they want`til they finally let it all goThe pain insidecoming outsideSo many ways to drown a manSo many ways to drag him downSome are fast and some take years and yearsCan`t hear what he`s saying when he`s talking in his sleepHe finally found the sound but he`s in too deepI could never get overIs it too late for me now?Feel like blowing my coverMelody walks through the doorand memory flies out the windowand nobody knows what they want`til they finally let it all goBut don`t cut your losses too soon`cause you`ll only be cutting your throatAnd answer a call while you still hear at all`cause nobody will if you won`t"Six o`clock on a Christmas morning...""I know all about the honor of God, Mary..." "I know all about the honor of God, Mary Jane."