centred photo lines capture the sentimental waves and we all take our places to reconcile all the faces outside the frame is this camouflage or just some dream to atone our sins and watch them fall to their knees i am not awake enough i am not awake enough i am not awake enough i am not awake enough and how will i know enough how will i know enough to call it to me cause i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me we are paralysed in what beckons us to bleed harboured in our dusty heads lie the complete works of revolutions unseen harboured in our dusty heads lie works of revolution are we camouflaged or in some dream to atone our sin brigades and watch them fall to fall to their knees i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me and where is awake enough to find some peace and how will i know enough how will i know enough to call it to me cause i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to know the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to bear the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to bear the trouble that surrounds me i am not awake enough i am not awake enough to feel the trouble that surrounds me