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