Streetlife
Class A Lyrics

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Again and again they blend into one, my
Father the morning pushes through my moonlight love, so what's sleep
(Sleep)
Sleep
(Whoa)
I'm tired, so tired, so tired
But it seems that there's someone here with me
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting

(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
A story at three with the shrillest of cries, my
Mind fights with the sparkles in the corner of my eyes, so what's sleep
(Sleep)
Sleep
(Whoa)
I'm tired, so tired, so tired
But it seems that there's someone here with me
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(The deathless ones)
I hear the mourning choir
Sing to me
Their elegy
I hear the mourning choir
Sing to me
Their elegy
(Sing to me)
I hear the mourning choir
(So beautiful)
(Sing to me)
Their elegy
(Beauty)
(Sing to me)
I hear the mourning choir
(Ah, they sing to me)
(Sing to me)
Their elegy
(Requiem)
I hear the mourning choir
Sing to me
Their elegy
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)
We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
(Deathless ones)

We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awating
(The deathless ones)

Overall Meaning

The song "Streetlife" by Class A is a haunting piece that touches on the themes of insomnia, the inevitability of mortality and the afterlife. The lyrics describe the singer, who is unable to sleep, listening to a mournful choir singing an elegy. The repetition of "sleep" highlights the singer's inability to find rest and escape from death's inevitability. The line "mind fights with the sparkles in the corner of my eyes" creates a sense of unease and paranoia, hinting at the singer's fear of death or the supernatural.

The song's chorus, "We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting (Deathless ones)," implies that the singer is not the only one facing insomnia and the fear of death. The use of the word "deathless" suggests that there may be some kind of afterlife or ongoing existence beyond death. The mournful choir may be a representation of the loss and mourning that comes with death, but also a form of comfort as it sings to the singer.

Line by Line Meaning

Again and again they blend into one, my
I keep experiencing the same thing over and over, where my reality and dreams become indistinguishable.

Father the morning pushes through my moonlight love, so what's sleep
The start of a new day interrupts my peaceful night's rest, making me question the point of sleeping at all.

(Sleep)
Repeating the word 'sleep' as a way to express fatigue and a desire to rest.

(Whoa)
An interjection conveying surprise or emphasis.

I'm tired, so tired, so tired
Repeating the word 'tired' to emphasize exhaustion.

But it seems that there's someone here with me
Despite being alone physically, it feels like there is a presence with the singer.

We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
A group of people who are alert and observant, waiting for something to happen.

(Deathless ones)
Adding to the previous line, specifying that this group is not mortal and cannot die.

A story at three with the shrillest of cries, my
The artist remembers a vivid and emotional event that occurred at 3 a.m., possibly a traumatic experience.

Mind fights with the sparkles in the corner of my eyes, so what's sleep
The artist's thoughts are racing and hallucinations (sparkles) are distracting them, making them question the point of sleeping.

(Whoa)
An interjection conveying surprise or emphasis.

I hear the mourning choir
The artist hears a group of mourners singing.

Sing to me
A request for the choir to continue singing.

Their elegy
The choir is performing a mournful song, lamenting over loss or death.

(So beautiful)
The singer finds the choir's song to be beautiful.

(Beauty)
An interjection expressing appreciation or admiration.

(Ah, they sing to me)
An exclamation of awe or amazement at the choir's performance.

(Requiem)
Another word for elegy, emphasizing the mournful nature of the choir's song.

We are the wakeful, wry and watchful, we're awaiting
Reiterating the presence of the group mentioned earlier, who are alert and patiently waiting for something to happen.

(The deathless ones)
Adding to the previous line, specifying that this group cannot die.

Writer(s): Will Jennings Copyright: Irving Music Inc.

Contributed by Daniel H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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