Swimming Through Molasses

Tsunami Bomb

There's a light inside my head 
Flickering but almost dead 
My will to be awake 
Covered in two tons of sand 
More weighed down than when I began 
Impossible to get up now, it's too late 

And I feel like moving on 
And I feel like getting on with life 
To feel the presence of the sun on my face 
Is what I need to smack those cobwebs into shape 

My room is an empty cave 
Darkness swallows up the day 
The shades are always drawn 
Skin as pale as dirty soap 
Eyes that do nothing but close 
Can't even see that my love of life is gone 

And I feel like moving on 
And I feel like getting on with life 
To feel the presence of the sun on my face 
Is what I need to smack those cobwebs into shape 

Oh, outside my bed it's cold
Each day I'm swimming through molasses
How will I wipe the sawdust from my eyes?
Each day I'm swimming through molasses

Oh, outside my bed it's cold
Each day I'm swimming through molasses
How will I wipe the sawdust from my eyes?
Each day I'm swimming through molasses

Covered in two tons of sand 
More weighed down than when I began 
Impossible to get up now, it's too late 

And I feel like moving on 
And I feel like getting on with life 
To feel the presence of the sun on my face 
Is what I need to smack those cobwebs into shape 

Oh, outside my bed it's cold
Each day I'm swimming through molasses
How will I wipe the sawdust from my eyes?
Each day I'm swimming through molasses