Hypnogogic

This fluid motion in and out of sleep gets the mind awondering Between roadsides and streets Between mountain sides and boats and aeroplane rides Not knowing what's controlling the scenes in front of my eyes Bemused bewildered a hundred times thankful I'm in the lap of the sweetest hour I have slept ten thousand nights I'll wake from a thousand more Being in and out of different worlds hoping for millions more When I wake to find something's changed I'm deceived for the world spins on the same No raw area In sleep there is no pain No joy no love no worry maybe an unquiet dream And I'll turn away from laughter And I'll turn away from love As the finest sanctuary unfolds and pulls me underneath Bemused bewildered and a hundred times thankful I'm in the lap of the sweetest hour I have slept ten thousand nights I'll wake from a thousand more Being in and out of different worlds hoping for millions more When I wake to find something's changed I'm deceived for the world spins on the same I have slept ten thousand nights I'll wake from a thousand more Being in and out of different worlds hoping for millions more And I have slept ten thousand nights I'll wake from a thousand more Being in and out of different worlds and hoping for millions more When I wake nothing's changed