Lyrics Why Are We Sleeping? - Soft Machine
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,
as
he
speaks
from
his
sleep
Saying:
"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
Saying:
"Why,
why,
why...
Why
are
we
sleeping?"
My
head
is
a
nightclub
with
glasses
and
wine
The
customers
dancing
or
just
making
time
While
Daevid
is
cursing,
the
customers
scream
Now
everyone's
shouting,
"Get
out
of
my
dream!"
Saying:
"Why,
why,
why...
Why
are
we
sleeping?"
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