11:11 (studio demo) Songtext
von Rufus Wainwright

Woke up this morning at 11:11
Wasn′t in Portland
And I wasn't in heaven
Could have been either
By the way I was feelin′
But I was alive
I was alive

Woke up this morning at 11:11
John was half-naked
And Lulu was cryin'
Over a baby that will never go crazy

But I was alive
And kickin' through this cruel world
Holdin′ a notion of you at 11:11
Tell me, what else can I do?
What else can I do?


Woke up this morning
And something was burnin′
Realized that everythin' really does
Happen in Manhattan

Thoughts were of characters
And afternoons lyin′
And you
You were alive

Oh, the hours we are separate
11:11 is just precious time we've wasted

So patch up your bleedin′ hearts
And put away your posies
I'm gonna have a drink
Before we ring around the roses with you

Oh, the hours we are separate
Oh, the hours we are separate

11:11