A sad song with a happy tune,
Sings of pain with a strange smile,
Misled by the madness of sweet melody,
Burning living woes in style

Illusions have taught us to dream,
And in those dreams we can hear a tune,
And some words just mean nothing at all,
When certain senses get immune.

So we hum and scat to the guitars strum,
We forgot those words for sure,...