Five A.M.

That’s what I want
Gigs
People
Plain motels
Strong experiences
Unconfortable beds
True friends
Us
I feel it every time
At five a. m
Rit
It’s hard to explain
The strength it gives us
Every day
Something that seems always new
I would not stop myself anymore
It opened my eyes
It let my soul
Come outside my time
Speaking the language of freedom
The only one it knows
The same I speak every day
Yeah!