it's immaterial - i can't sleep lyrics
wake up
wake up, francine
the 3 a.m. heatwave
i’m watching the clocks again
an indian summer
the weather came late this year
the little blue suitcase stands in the room next door
packed with the swim things
untouched since we first moved in
francine
francine
i can’t sleep
i can’t sleep
i’m down in the kitchen, francine
i can’t sleep
no place to escape in this heat
and i can hear voices
way up, they sing to me
somebody’s calling
a name i would love to meet
and on the car porch i can hear jackson’s sound
fishing the rock pools
a swim, that’s what i need now
a swim, that’s what i need now
i can’t sleep
wake up, francine
the moon’s such a picture
and we could go swimming
back to the old swimhole
out at jackson’s sound
swimming under the pier
swimming under the pier
in the early morning hours
in the early morning hours
in the early morning hours
in the early morning hours
oh francine, we could go swimming
to cool down
to cool down
we could swim
we could swim
we could swim
we could swim
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