I must have drifted off to sleep
The neighbor shook his rusty keys
The Sunday evening lullabies
Are drifting through my lazy blinds
Oh, underneath
A Daz white sky
The morning glory's
Dried and died
I'd like to let you know I tried
But you live someone else's life
Louder now, dark and clear
Some older names will re-appear
The flashing faces twist and weep
So light that I can hardly breathe
Mumma
Show me
Where to hide
The oldest scars don't lie
Angie's struggling through the wall
Lazy lips on that old gal
Drags of punch-lines with their droll
And you'll never hear them roar
No, you'll never hear anymore
Burning all the midnight
Calling up the lullabies
Love you more than I can stand
Must be drifting off again