They said we're barely alive But we're kicking and beeping Would you like it more dead? Or would you like it more sleeping? Can you tell us a secret? Do you flounder in daytime? Did you feel that shaking? Those were promises breaking In a dream in a room, always aha The fields are abloom, always aha The air was warm, always aha And I was through, always aha And the birds returned, always aha From out of the blue, always aha From out of the blue, always aha From out of the blue, always aha Nothing to add that is not sad They said we're barely alive But we're kicking and beeping Would you like it more dead? Or would you like it more sleeping? Can you tell us a secret? Do you flounder in daytime? Did you feel that shaking? Those were promises breaking In a dream, in a room, always aha The fields are abloom, always aha The air was warm, always aha And I was through, always aha And the birds returned, always aha From out of the blue, always aha In a dream in a room, always aha The fields are abloom, always aha The air was warm, always aha And I was through, always aha And the birds returned, always aha From out of the blue, always aha From out of the blue, always aha From out of the blue, always aha From out of the blue, always aha