The Vapors — Letter From Hiro

[Verse 1] I think it was Thursday, I think it was late 1938 Got a letter from Hiro, but it left out the date He said he was waiting for an outbreak Took a look in the mirror, should have been me But there was nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing to see Pulled a thought from the curtains, and I went downstairs It was utterly futile, so I combed my hair [Refrain 1] But all the kids in the factory say My letter from Hiro came too late [Verse 2] Communication leaves me out of touch The sense means nothing, well, nothing much Like the sign on the door, too hard to see, too soft to touch The age of reason is out to lunch [Refrain 1] But all the kids in the factory say My letter from Hiro came too late [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] 5 o'clock in the morning, sun rising in my hand And I'm not quite sure if I'm just insecure Or if the problem is simply that I really don't understand 'Bout the guns and the crossfire, and the social disease And when the sun was rising somewhere in the east And when a flag meant more to Hiro than to me [Refrain 2] But all the kids in the factory say My letter from Hiro came too late All the kids in the factory say My letter from Hiro came too late [Outro] Too late, too late Too late, too late Too late, too late Too late, too late