Um Dia Útil

In the morning I got up, took a piss
Read the newspaper
Without brushing my teeth

Had my coffee with milk, always in a rush
Got ready, went to work
Didn't even remember to say goodbye to the folks at home

Went to jam with my musician friends
So I sing, all day long I sing
And sing, and sing, and sing, and sing

Sometimes for no one because it’s just rehearsal
Sometimes for no one even if it’s not rehearsal
But always with my musician friends

And when a crowd shows up
It feels like I’m so important
Then it all ends
And I quietly head back home

And when I get home
Everyone's asleep
It’s all dark
Dark as hell

I sit looking at the street from my window
It’s the middle of the night
Me alone with them sleeping

I turn off
The last light in the house
I keep bumping
Into the kids' room

I kiss them, one by one
I cover them, one by one
I trip a bit
To get to my bed

I give
A soft, lingering kiss
In the hair
Of my wife, who’s sleeping

I take off my clothes
I lie awake
I’m naked
I cover myself
Eyes wide open at a sliver of light on the ceiling

And I dream alone
With my tiny little heart
My understanding also tiny
Of the whole big picture

Me, scared of death, and everything else
Dreaming alone, I wonder
If when we sing, does anyone pay attention to the lyrics

But I try to try to sleep
Then comes that bunch of doubts
That we have when we work as artists

And faith comes, and sadness, and joy
And lust, and anxiety, and fantasy
And Dionysus and dictatorship

And I don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
I drift off
I need to sleep a bit
And dream a lot

Because if a guy doesn’t rest, he can’t sing right
And doesn’t bring substance
To the heart of the average Joe

And tomorrow is another big day
A regular day of hard work
A big day
Like a diamond

A long beautiful day
A hell of a tough and lovely day
And I get paid to shine
On a workday

A workday
A workday
A workday
A workday

A workday
A workday
A workday
A workday