The Somnambulist

The dreams are chair wheels in his oceans Walks in his sleep, the somnambulist Beneath the seabed, magic potions Waters deep for the somnambulist Well here it is then Loneliness Something's not to fear then Only this Only-ness Out of body, through the wall Felt so holy, felt so small Close to godly, I'm minuscule The handle-wall, my molecule Well here it is then Loneliness Somethings not to fear then Only this Only-ness Up, down, up and down That place, whole place, I had to face On the staircase, don't my dreams break Don't make me wake up Well here it is then Loneliness Something's not to fear then Only this Only-ness Only-ness Only-ness Well here it is then Only-ness Here it is then Only-ness Here it is then Only-ness Here it is then Only-ness Here it is then Only-ness Here it is then Only-ness