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