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