The Sun Eats Hours five a m

That's what I want
Gigs, people
Plain motels
Strong experiences
Uncomfortable beds
True friends, us
I feel it every time
At five a.m.
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