Hush; may I ask you all for silence?
The dreamer is still asleep
May the goddess keep us from single vision

And you to sleep

The dreamer is still asleep

The dreamer is still asleep
He's inventing landscapes in their magnetic field
Working out a means of escape

We'll cut across the crop circles

The seer says no

Not much time left for these escape attempts
Look at it this way
In ten years' time

Who'll care? Who'll even remember?
One dies like that, deep within it
Almost inside it

It's there for a reason

I'll give you my old address

And take that little book
To tear and cut the paper


The beginning is also the end
Time defines it, time defines it
It will end

Like close friendship
Nothing could be further
We forget the space between people and things

Is empty
We forget, and don't notice the loss


Crossing into venerable degeneration
It's that radiant pollution
The god with the silver hands surveys this vast contamination

The dreamer is still dreaming
The dreamer is still dreaming


In the heart of your heart
Your eye remains
Is that hurt you? Is that blister you call loveless?

Your whole life is a cold slow shock
Your whole life is a cold slow shock


Take all your time
Track the shabby shadow down
Through hissy mists of history


The dreamer is still dreaming
The dreamer is still dreaming


Hush; may I ask you all for silence?
Will he wake in time to catch the sunset?

Hush; may I ask you all for silent?
May I ask you all for silent?