It is sometimes hard to wake up.

I woke up in my hotel room in Toronto early this morning with a bad hangover and realized when I opened the TV that it was going to be a much more harder day for some people.
I drove back home with that song from Green Day in my mind. Not much but....

Summer has come and passed

The innocent can never last

wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass

seven years has gone so fast

wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again

falling from the stars

drenched in my pain again

becoming who we are

as my memory rests

but never forgets what I lost

wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed

the innocent can never last

wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again

like we did when spring began

wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again

falling from the stars

drenched in my pain again

becoming who we are

as my memory rests

but never forgets what I lost

wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed

The innocent can never last

wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass

twenty years has gone so fast

wake me up when september ends

wake me up when september ends

wake me up when september ends