| When you’re asleep they may show you
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| Aerial views of the ground
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| Freudian slumber empty of sound
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| Over the rooftops and houses
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| Lost as it tries to be seen
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| Fields of incentive covered with green
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| Mesmerised children are playing
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| Meant to be seen but not heard
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| Stop me from dreaming!
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| Don’t be absurd!
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| Well if we can help you we will
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| You’re looking tired and ill
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| As I count backwards
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| Your eyes become heavier still
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| Sleep, won’t you allow yourself fall?
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| Nothing can hurt you at all
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| With your consent
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| I can experiment further still
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| Madrigal music is playing
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| Voices can faintly be heard
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| Please leave this patient undisturbed
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| Sentenced to drift far away now
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| Nothing is quite what it seems
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| Sometimes entangled in your own dreams
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| Well, if we can help you we will
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| Soon as you’re tired and ill
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| With your consent
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| We can experiment further still
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| Well, thanks to our kindness and skill
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| You’ll have no trouble until
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| You catch your breath
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| And the nurse will present you the bill! |