Noise Machine

Listen, just between you and me,
This is the life,
Laughing through the still of the night.
Child you can take it from me, one of the best,
You gotta sleep.
It's more clay for the wheel in your head.
And better chances the angel watching over us catches a breath
When you're asleep.

So I sing, just above the noise machine:
Your mother is a hero.
We're lucky to be here.
Little son, if anything is worth being sung,
If there's anything I want you to know,
Your mother is a hero.
Your mother is a hero.

Woke up with you smiling at me,
The last of the stars,
And the angels plea.
Just give me a couple of hours,
I'll turn them into another 24 for this baby of ours
Who never sleeps.

So I sing, just above the noise machine:
Your mother is a hero.
We're lucky to be here.
Little son, if anything is worth being sung,
If there's anything I want you to know,
Your mother is a hero.
Your mother is a hero.
Your mother is a hero.
Your mother is a hero.