Dwarfish Trumpet Blues

I saw a little man who had a toy trumpetHe sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpieceHe was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make itWhen out of the horn came a solid silver genieWho was made just to make the little man happyAs the man made sounds the genie painted fluid,Mind-blowing visions on the little man's brain-boxEverybody small with no lips to play the trumpetEverybody living inside a giant deaf aidEverybody's eyes crucified to the tapestryWoven by the giant with the solid silver genieWho plays the trumpet