Hush, may I ask you all for silence?
The dreamer is still asleep
May the goddess keep us from single visions
And beauty sleep
The dreamer is still asleep
The dreamer is still asleep
He's inventing landscapes in their magnetic fields
Working out a means of escape, he says
We'll cut across the crop circles
The seer says no
There's not much time left for these escape attempts
Look at it this way
In ten years' time
Who'll even remember? Who'll care?
Who'll even remember? Who'll care?
One dies like that, deep within it
Almost inside it
It's there for a reason
I'll cut out my old address
Attack the little book
To tear and cut the paper
To care and touch the paper
The beginning is also the end
Time defines it, time unwinds it
It will end
Like close friendships
Nothing could be further
We forget the space between people and places
Is empty
We forget, and don't notice the loss
And don't notice the loss (repeated)
Crossing into venerable degenerations
Such radiant pollution
The god with the silver hand surveys this vast,
Surveys these vast contaminations
In the heart of your heart
Your eye remains
Is the hurt you? Is the blister you call loveless?
Your whole life is a cold slow shock
Your whole life is a cold slow shock
Take time
Take a little time
To track the shabby shadow down
The pissy mists of history
Down the pissy mists of history
Take a little time
To track the shabby shadows down
The pissy mists of history
The dreamer is still dreaming
The dreamer is still dreaming
Hush; may I ask you all for silence?
The dreamer is still asleep
May I ask you all for silence?
The dreamer is still dreaming (repeated)
The dreamer is still asleep
