All I do is sleep all day and think of you   A memory of the cushion's life I'm clinging to   The image of a mutual one, our haven   The sombre chords of our song, the fading      Love is no big truth   Driven by our genes we are simple selfish beings   A symphony that's you   Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping      Passion and its brother hate, they come and go   It could easily be made to stay for longer though   Many people play this game so willingly   Do I have to be like them or be lonely?      Love is no big truth   Driven by our genes we are simple selfish beings   A symphony that's you   Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping      Another view of what there is to it   Getting me through it      I'll never need it again, not again, not again   I'll never need it again, not again, not again   I'll never need it again, not again, not again   ...