It's almost dusk, I pull the car from the garage And light the oil heater up, to try fight off early march I put a baseball through the window So winters climbing in between the shards The band shows up when everybody's done their shifts We play through the all changes I wrote in marker on my wrist And we talk about the future Like we're begging it to kick our fucking teeth in Wake me up when it's over Someone stole our Catalytic converter From the front yard It's more than we can handle Burnt out like Roman candles Wake me up when it's over I'm picturing us, I-80 West outside Cheyenne In a rusted 15 passenger trying to guess how far the storm is Counting the seconds between thunder And the lightning like we did when we were kids But Mom works at the hospital Says every shift feels like a curse Cause she's never seen people this sick before She says it's only getting worse Wake me up when it's over Someone stole our Catalytic converter From the front yard It's more than we can handle Burnt out like Roman candles Wake me up when it's over Ain't that the thing about hope? Ain't that the thing about hope? Each Spring the Mets'll win the Pennant And your grass is gonna grow Ain't that the fucked up think about hope, about hope, about hope? About hope Wake me up when it's over Someone stole our Catalytic converter From the front yard It's more than we can handle Burnt out like Roman candles Wake me up when it's over