As I count backwards
With your consent
Freudian slumber empty of sound
Sleep, won't you allow yourself fall?
We can experiment further still
Your eyes become heavier still
Voices can faintly be heard
You'll have no trouble until
You catch your breath
Sometimes entangled in your own dreams, in your dreams
Well, if we can help you we will
Mesmerized children are playing
Lost as it tries to be seen
Nothing is quite what it seems
We can experiment further still
Madrigal music is playing
Well, thanks to our kindness and skill
Over the rooftops and houses
Fields of incentive covered with green
Well, if we can help you we will
Please leave this patient undisturbed
Soon as you're tired and ill
Sentenced to drift far away now
With your consent
Meant to be seen but not heard
Stop me from dreaming, don't be absurd, absurd
You're looking tired and ill
Nothing can hurt you at all
