Three A.M. Video (MV)

|I slept like a baby, woke up screaming at 3 AM|Torn from the bosom of a motherlode of dreams|My nerves were like serpentine fire, jangling a lonesome song|Who can console me, now that Johnny Carson is gone|And it's 3 AM, how have I spent my inheritance-|3 AM, does my direction make some kind of sense?|3 AM, all my convictions are melting away,|It's 3 AM.|I should be light years away, untethered by time and space|In the arms of oblivion, wrapped in lethargic grace|This is the hour of ebb, pride's gone without a trace|Who can console me, in my insomniac disgrace?|I have failed to love, when the love was good|I have failed to leap, when I knew I should|And the bird of youth, time has dulled its claws|I'm grasping at straws, I'm grasping at straws|And it's 3 AM, how have I spent my inheritance-|3 AM, does my direction make some kind of sense?|3 AM, all my convictions have melted away,|It's 3 AM.|Jarred awake again at 3 AM-|Out in the city, the sirens softly scream|Neon alarm clock with your baleful eye|I don't need you to mock the hours gone by.|So I sigh and say, solitude my friend|We will rendezvous 'till the very end|I might drift away for an hour or so|But I'll see you again, I'll see you again, when it's|3 AM, how have I spent my inheritance-|3 AM, does my direction make some kind of sense?|3 AM, all my convictions are melting away,|It's 3 AM.||