The Dreamer Is Still Asleep

Hush, may I ask you all for silence? The dreamer is still asleep May the goddess keep us from single vision And Newton's sleep The dreamer is still asleep The dreamer is still asleep He's inventing landscapes in their magnetic field Working out a means of escape We'll cut across the crop circles The seer says no Not much time left for these escape attempts Look at it this way In ten years' time Who'll care? Who'll even remember? One dies like that, deep within it Almost inside it It's there for a reason I'll give you my old address And take that little book To tear and cut the paper The beginning is also the end Time defines it, time defines it It will end Like close friendship Nothing could be further We forget the space between people and things Is empty We forget, and don't notice the loss Pressing into venerable degeneration Such radiant pollution The god with the silver hand surveys this vast contamination The dreamer is still dreaming The dreamer is still dreaming In the heart of your heart Your eye remains Is that hurt you? Is that blister you call loveless? Your whole life is a cold slow shock Your whole life is a cold slow shock Take all your time Track the shabby shadow down Through hissing mists of history The dreamer is still dreaming The dreamer is still dreaming Hush, may I ask you all for silence? Will he wake in time to catch the sunset? Hush, may I ask you all for silent?