Composer: Luka Bedene, Jernej Jenko, Jure Grahek, Žiga Fazarinc, Mak Sever, Pavel Čebašek, Leon Slabe
Lyrics
What my eyes can see all around
Is a world of sleepers
We're all sleeping in the beds of ideology
Pillowed be these mazes, can't you see
Listening to lullabies
Soft be these embraces
Temples of shopping malls are being built
Representing unity of abused skin
Laughs of the unfortunate
Visions of billboards
And hope for discount
Cemeteries of reality
Cool be this spirituality
As there are dues to be paid my friends
But me nah judge you
I'n'I a sleeper too
As the sound of the morning bird
Is getting louder
Is getting clearer
Let us sleep a good while longer
Slumber as the days go by
Until we fall down to the ground
To which we have become bound
Ascending up the Jacobs's ladder
Ascending up the Jacobs's ladder
Visions come rebirth the clever
While you're looking through these needles And pins my friend
But me nah judge you
I'n'I a sleeper too
As the sound of the morning bird
Is getting louder
Is getting clearer
Sirens sing loud thru the night
As we float lost inna the labyrinth of destiny
May we sail our ships into the morning
Leave this dead current
To find hidden lands...
And awake with a new day approaching
See a new day, see a new day approaching
We are coming to the revolution of the
Dissolvement of these subtle stimulations
As we're choosing real experience
Choosing reality, over symbols
Choosing what your life will be like
Based on your decisions
So go
Live long, live on
Live long and prosper
So me nah judge you
I'n'I a sleeper too
But the sound of the morning bird
Is getting louder
Is getting clearer