11:11 Lyrics
Wasn't in Portland and and I wasn't in heaven
Could have been either by the way I was feeling
But I was alive, I was alive
Woke up this morning at 11:11
John was half-naked and Lulu was crying
Over a baby that will never go crazy
But I was alive
And kicking through this cruel world
Holding 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 burning
Realized that everything really does
Happen in Manhattan
Thoughts were of characters and afternoons lying
And you, you were alive
Oh the hours we are separate
11:11 is just precious time we've wasted
So patch up your bleeding hearts
And put away your posies
I'm gonna have a drink
Before we ring around the rosies with you
rufus is a god. the guitar at the beginning of this is so beautiful - i never realized it was such a sad song. "let the blind fight the blind..." wow.
some of these lyrics are wrong...
11:11 is in Kontantine too...cool
kontantine what?
this song means friends and memories and waking up and talking to people. it means a dear friend of mine in maine. why is rufus so amazing? i don't know. but i'm sure this song is a testament to that.
with or without you
Um, beautifulchild, what do you find incorrect about these lyrics? They match the album notes. Also, I've read in a few Rufus interviews that he wrote this song about 9/11.
Rufus wrote the beginning part of this song before 9/11. he finished it afterwards, in the event's honor.
rufusworshipper, "Konstantine" by Something Corporate. imo one of the most amazing songs ever written.
i was born in the 11th of november and those numbers have always been very special to me, and so is this song.
It's a beautiful song. But I was surprised when I first saw the title, since 11:11 is also one of my favorite Andrew Bird songs and it's about something completely different.