Count TimeE

(on your feet) (count)

Count time! (count!) On your feet! (feet!)

Count time! (count!) Say your number! (say it!)

Eight years out and I still don't sleep through the summer

Stand up! (up!) Light on! (on!)

I been free for a while. My body ain't caught on.

Home three thousand days and I still wake at four

Feet on the floor 'fore I know what for

Wife say "baby, lay down." I say "I'm good."

I ain't good. I'm standin' where a door once stood.

I still eat with my arm wrapped 'round the plate (mine)

Still face the exit in a restaurant on a date

Still fold my blanket tight enough to bounce a dime

Still can't walk a hallway with a light that flicker. Every time.

They gave me back my clothes, my wallet and a bus pass

Ain't nobody hand me back the part that they took last.

Count time! (count!) On your feet! (feet!)

Count time! (count!) Say your number! (say it!)

Eight years out and I still don't sleep through the summer

Job application, there it go, the little box

"Ever been convicted." Checked it. Watched her smile lock. (mm)

Forty-one applications. Two called. One was kind.

Dude named Mr. Alvarez. Said "I did four. You fine."

Put me on the dock at five a.m., forklift certified

First check I ever got that I ain't have to hide

So now when a kid come through with plastic on his ankle

I don't ask what he did. I ask "can you lift at a angle?"

Somebody left a door cracked open for me. That's the debt.

I'm holdin' it for you, lil' bro. I ain't let it close yet.

Four a.m... (on your feet)

Still countin'... (say your number)

Number? Nah. I got a name.

(COUNT TIME!)

Count time! (count!) On your feet! (feet!)

Count time! (count!) Say your number! (say it!)

Eight years out and I still don't sleep through the summer

Stand up! (up!) Light on! (on!)

I been free for a while. Tonight I'm gon' try sleepin' till dawn.