It begins with a blessing
It ends with a curse
Making life easy by making it worse
"My mask is my master"
The trumpeter weeps
But his voice is so weak
'Cause he speaks in his sleep
Why, why, why, why are we speaking?
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?
People are watching
People who stare
Waiting for something
That's already there
"Tomorrow I'll find it!"
The trumpeter screams
And remembers he's hungry
And drowns in his dreams
Why, why, why, why are we seeking?
Why, why, why, why arе we sleeping?
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?
Why, why, why, why arе we sleeping?
My head is a nightclub
With glasses and wine
The customer's dancing
Or just making time
Now David is cursing
The customer's scream
Now everyone's shouting
"Get out of my dream!"
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?
Why, why, why, why are we sleeping?