Lyrics Hollow Point - Chris Wood
Awake
arise
you
drowsy
sleeper
Awake
arise
it's
almost
day.
No
time
to
lie,
no
time
to
slumber,
No
time
to
dream
your
life
away.
It
was
a
gorgeous
summer's
morning
It
was
a
gorgeous
summer's
day.
His
cotton
jacket
was
all
he
carried
As
he
walked
out
to
face
the
day.
As
he
was
walking
he
was
wondering
With
a
little
dream
as
a
young
man
will
And
never
heard
footsteps
behind
him
By
the
bus
stop
at
Tulse
Hill.
But
from
his
front
door
they'd
had
him
covered.
They
were
right
behind
him
from
the
start.
And
though
the
video
was
buggered
Someone
decided
he
looked
the
part.
Here
comes
the
bus,
the
front
doors
hiss
He
climbs
aboard
and
so
do
they.
And
now
he
swings
down
to
his
seat
-
It's
just
another
working
day.
But
there
was
something
in
the
air
that
morning
As
they
came
down
to
Brixton
town.
They
sealed
the
station
without
warning
-
There
was
something
going
down.
And
so
they
journeyed
on
and
onward.
He
called
his
friend
just
to
explain
How
he
would
be
late
and
not
to
worry,
And
so
to
Stockwell
Tube
he
came
...
Now
he's
on
their
cameras,
he's
on
their
radar,
He's
on
their
crackling
radios,
His
Oyster
Card
is
in
his
pocket,
At
10am
through
the
gates
he
goes.
And
down
and
down
dropped
the
moving
staircase,
Deeper
down
go
the
others
too.
And
through
the
hour
glass
the
sand
is
falling
-
There
is
nothing
they
can
do
...
When
the
train
comes
in
they
are
right
beside
him.
Some
say
three
and
some
say
four,
Some
say
the
cameras
they
were
not
working
As
he
sat
down
near
the
open
door.
If
he'd
have
stopped,
if
he'd
have
listened
...
Commissioner
said
that
it
was
no
good
-
He
said
they
gave
him
no
instructions
That
an
innocent
man
could
have
understood.
Just
a
Brazilian
electrician
-
Christ
only
knows
what
he
came
here
for.
The
hollow
point
was
the
ammunition.
Now
it's
our
turn
now
for
some
shock
and
awe...
Awake
arise
you
drowsy
sleeper,
Awake
arise
it's
almost
day.
No
time
to
lie,
no
time
to
slumber,
No
time
to
dream
your
life
away.
It
was
a
gorgeous
summer's
morning,
It
was
a
gorgeous
summer's
day.
His
cotton
jacket
was
all
he
carried
As
he
walked
out
to
face
the
day.
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