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