I fell asleep in the chair by the fireplacenAnd I woke up in the kitchen sinknWith an umbrella full of holes overtop my head andnI fell asleep on the table with your picture in handnAnd I woke up in the cupboardnWith some scrapes on my arms and a mouthful of hellnnThe chains are rattling in the attic againnAnd the birds are building nests in the windowsillnDust has settled over everythingnAnd the ceiling fan still cuts a lazy circlennI got a picture on the mantlepiecenOf the way that I thought that we'd end upnBut this shares no resemblance to thatnYeah, that shares no resemblance to that at allnnI tore the dreams from my head and tossed them in the flamesnAnd the smoke smelled like my pastnAnd it stung my eyes, but I was too stubborn to blink andnI slept inside the piano 'till the rain was gonenAnd I woke up when I saw the sunnAnd wiped the sleep from my eyesnYeah, I knew my time had comennWe're all still a part of everything that we werenAnd we'll all float along with everythingnAnd in turn, we'll all fall apart with everythingnBut we'll learn just what things are like outside our headsnnAnd I hear them singingnAnd I hear my namenAnd I feel you scrub my skinnAnd I was happy to fade