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