People like us have our eyes on the stars and we keep informed via TV Guide and we entertain in a house of cards but the trouble remains in our sleeping hearts
Wake up! Get out, get out of this house of cards Why are we sleeping?
Wake up! Get out, get out of this house of cards Why are we dreaming?
Why are we blinded, always the little guys? Why do we find ourselves always compromised?
People like us have lives made of dust and we know too little, but we know too much and our puzzled lives have come all apart so we go back to bed with our sleeping hearts and we stay asleep in a house of cards
