| Song | Bright & Early |
| Artist | Sleeping at Last |
| Album | Yearbook - November - EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:13.870] | Bright and early, |
| [00:15.890] | Through the curtains, |
| [00:20.340] | The sun comes pouring in. |
| [00:26.110] | Filling glasses up with diamonds, |
| [00:32.650] | Stirring where I’ve been |
| [00:38.510] | But it’s all trigger and effect. |
| [00:45.970] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [00:53.590] | In the end I’m told |
| [00:56.730] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [01:06.700] | That the wreckage left behind, |
| [01:11.440] | Will somehow make me grow. |
| [01:18.590] | But why couldn’t I have been safe from the start? |
| [01:25.360] | Soundly asleep. |
| [01:31.750] | The warmth of blankets |
| [01:34.420] | Makes me nervous. |
| [01:37.590] | I’d rather catch a cold. |
| [01:44.070] | Like sparks in matches, |
| [01:47.180] | Blink, you’ll miss it, |
| [01:49.700] | The future’s up in smoke. |
| [01:56.500] | Though dust has settled, |
| [01:59.960] | I still smell the ashes |
| [02:03.540] | Buried in my clothes. |
| [02:08.280] | It’s all trigger and effect, I know… |
| [02:15.580] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [02:23.050] | In the end I’m told |
| [02:25.810] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [02:35.610] | But when the fire took our home, |
| [02:40.550] | I lost part of my soul. |
| [02:47.860] | From the ground up |
| [02:51.110] | I’ll keep building |
| [02:55.390] | Houses into homes. |
| [03:00.800] | if trust is ribbon, |
| [03:04.510] | Then patience ties it |
| [03:08.940] | In a perfect bow. |
| [00:13.870] | Bright and early, |
| [00:15.890] | Through the curtains, |
| [00:20.340] | The sun comes pouring in. |
| [00:26.110] | Filling glasses up with diamonds, |
| [00:32.650] | Stirring where I' ve been |
| [00:38.510] | But it' s all trigger and effect. |
| [00:45.970] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [00:53.590] | In the end I' m told |
| [00:56.730] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [01:06.700] | That the wreckage left behind, |
| [01:11.440] | Will somehow make me grow. |
| [01:18.590] | But why couldn' t I have been safe from the start? |
| [01:25.360] | Soundly asleep. |
| [01:31.750] | The warmth of blankets |
| [01:34.420] | Makes me nervous. |
| [01:37.590] | I' d rather catch a cold. |
| [01:44.070] | Like sparks in matches, |
| [01:47.180] | Blink, you' ll miss it, |
| [01:49.700] | The future' s up in smoke. |
| [01:56.500] | Though dust has settled, |
| [01:59.960] | I still smell the ashes |
| [02:03.540] | Buried in my clothes. |
| [02:08.280] | It' s all trigger and effect, I know |
| [02:15.580] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [02:23.050] | In the end I' m told |
| [02:25.810] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [02:35.610] | But when the fire took our home, |
| [02:40.550] | I lost part of my soul. |
| [02:47.860] | From the ground up |
| [02:51.110] | I' ll keep building |
| [02:55.390] | Houses into homes. |
| [03:00.800] | if trust is ribbon, |
| [03:04.510] | Then patience ties it |
| [03:08.940] | In a perfect bow. |
| [00:13.870] | Bright and early, |
| [00:15.890] | Through the curtains, |
| [00:20.340] | The sun comes pouring in. |
| [00:26.110] | Filling glasses up with diamonds, |
| [00:32.650] | Stirring where I' ve been |
| [00:38.510] | But it' s all trigger and effect. |
| [00:45.970] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [00:53.590] | In the end I' m told |
| [00:56.730] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [01:06.700] | That the wreckage left behind, |
| [01:11.440] | Will somehow make me grow. |
| [01:18.590] | But why couldn' t I have been safe from the start? |
| [01:25.360] | Soundly asleep. |
| [01:31.750] | The warmth of blankets |
| [01:34.420] | Makes me nervous. |
| [01:37.590] | I' d rather catch a cold. |
| [01:44.070] | Like sparks in matches, |
| [01:47.180] | Blink, you' ll miss it, |
| [01:49.700] | The future' s up in smoke. |
| [01:56.500] | Though dust has settled, |
| [01:59.960] | I still smell the ashes |
| [02:03.540] | Buried in my clothes. |
| [02:08.280] | It' s all trigger and effect, I know |
| [02:15.580] | Dominoes at their best. |
| [02:23.050] | In the end I' m told |
| [02:25.810] | It taught me everything I know. |
| [02:35.610] | But when the fire took our home, |
| [02:40.550] | I lost part of my soul. |
| [02:47.860] | From the ground up |
| [02:51.110] | I' ll keep building |
| [02:55.390] | Houses into homes. |
| [03:00.800] | if trust is ribbon, |
| [03:04.510] | Then patience ties it |
| [03:08.940] | In a perfect bow. |