Wake-Up Call - The Moonrise Cartel (Original)

Live from Park City Music Hall
I lived it my way
On faster highways
With headlights that were broke
I burned the candles
To wax on tables
Till I start smelling smoke
I’ve been so far gone
But stories go on
For better or for worse
it was a wake up call
on my couch all alone in my house
And the alcohol
Is draining out my pores
I smell smoke
This house is not a home
Im burnin it down
This house is not a home
Confused and tattered
From endless battles
White flags in the ash
I Can’t remember
In all it’s splendor
The echoes of the past
We were so young once
With eyes that trust
Are they ever coming back
it was a wake up call
on my couch all alone in my house
And the alcohol
Is draining out my pores
I smell smoke
This house is not a home
And Im burnin it down
So much work to be done
If I'm to undo these shadows
So much time to put in
If I'm gonna win these battles
it was a wake up call
And I wonder where I’ve been
20 years gone
And 20 up ahead
Yeh, I smell smoke
This house is not a home
And I’m burnin it down
This house is not a home
And im burnin it down
This house is not a home
Written by Al Pascarelli of The Moonrise Cartel

[@DeborahOBrien-fb8sf]

That song is ready for the radio right now !!! For so many that can relate ! Bravo Alfie for writing this song. Proud of you and always happy to hear you sing with Steph 😘😘🙏🙏❤️❤️

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Thanks Mrs O. We appreciate you 💜💜

[@northcountyband5326]

Beautifully written & perfomed

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Thanks so much guys 🙏🙏 Appreciate ya'll