When you're 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!"
"Don't be absurd"

"Well if we can help you we will,
You're looking tired and ill.
As I can backwards
Your eyes become beavies still,
Sleep, won't you allow yourself fall?
Nothing can hurt you at all.
With you consert
I can experiment father still."

Madrigal music is playing,
Voices ca faintly be heard,
"Please leave this patient undisturbed."

Sentenced to drift far away now,
Nothing is quite what it seems,
Sometimes entanged in your own dreams.

"Weçll, if we can help you we will,
Soon as you're tired and ill,
With you consert
We can experiment father still.

Well, thanks to our kindness and skill
You'll have no trouble until
You catch you breath
And the nurse will present you the bill!"