I was riding in the sky
And I saw a strange looking land
I swaggered over there

To a house and a funny looking man
He invited me inside
Saw such things I'd never seen before


It was strange
(In his house)


There was a table upside down
With no legs and a funny coloured pink

There wasn't any chairs
So I sat on the edge of a sink
I had tea in a clock

And I ate a piece of green rock

It was strange

(In his house)

Was I just imagining

Or was this really happening to me?
Perhaps it's just a funny dream
But to me it seems so real

Open feeling in my mind
I'm in a trance or I must be


I went up the stairs
To the cellar which was on the top floor
I went down the stairs

To the attic which was on the floor before
I landed in the garden how I did was a mystery to me


It was strange
(In his house)


I walked down the garden path
Found myself sitting on a bed
It was suspended in mid air

With no springs not even any legs
So I laid my head down
Went to sleep hoping I would disappear


It was strange
(In his house)


I'm back riding in the sky
Near my home I hope that I

Become awake when I arrive
Hoping that this dream has died
If it don't I know that I

Will have no peace until I die