today’s sleepwalkers – more and more of us live in this moonlit park

today’s sleepwalkers – dreamers groping our way in the silver dark

the sleeping pill has now become the holy eucharistic for us

today’s sleepwalkers – more and more of us live in this lunar park

today’s sleepwalkers – when it comes we switch off and no longer care

we turn on our artificial silvered fun-funfair

and we know nothing none of us can tell what’s going on out there

outside the funfair out-out-out-outside the funfair out-out

simulated aberration

visionary levitation

simulated aberration

visionary

visionary levitation

visionary levitation

visionary levitation

visionary levitation

somnambulistic visions floating softly in the sparkling air

and no one wonders if we want it no one any longer cares

so we dance our lunar lunar dance clad in the silver mist

today’s sleepwalkers to-to-today’s today’s sleepwalkers to-to

falling softly into lunar dreams

today’s sleepwalkers... today’s sleepwalkers...

wading along the sliver streams

I moon about in

my-my-my-my own dreamland

my-my-my-my own dreamland

my-my-my-my own dreamland

somnambulistic visions floating softly in the sparkling air

and no one wonders if we want it no one any longer cares

so we dance our lunar lunar dance clad in the silver mist

today’s sleepwalkers to-to-today’s today’s sleepwalkers to-to-today’s

simulated aberration

visionary levitation

simulated aberration

visionary^[1]