Suzanne Vega

Oh mom, the dreams are not so bad
Its just that theres so much to do
And Im tired of sleeping
Oh mom, the old man is telling me something
His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin
And I just cant hear what hes saying
Oh mom, I wonder when Ill be waking
Its just that theres so much to do
And Im tired of sleeping
Oh mom, the kids are playing in pennies
Theyre up to their knees in money
And the dirt of the churchyard steps
Oh mom, that man he ripped out his lining
He tore out a piece of his body