Dwarfish Trumpet Blues - Mark Stoermer

I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet

He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece

He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn’t quite make it

When out of the horn came a solid silver genie

Who was made just to make the little man happy

As the man made sounds the genie painted fluid

Mind-blowing visions on the little man’s brain-box

Everybody small with no lips to play the trumpet

Everybody living inside a giant deaf aid

Everybody’s eyes crucified to the tapestry

Woven by the giant with the solid silver genie

Who plays the trumpet