Sewn Up - Rogue Wave

Children walking under mulberry skies

The old conductor feeds his army of spies

I’m sewn up

And waiting on you

See you walking with a suit and a tie

Do you tread water or just skim off the sides?

I’m sewn up

And waiting on you

Never raised or held a hand to call her

Papa’s got a brand new bag of squalor

The professor just told me

It was water under the bridge

Never got a trophy

I guess it’s the language that it is

It’s the cover of the paper

It’s just the nature of the biz

Picked up some wingtips from the old lost and found

New world disorder in a stereo sound

I’m sewn up

And waiting on you