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Theatre Of Sleep - Steve Hackett
In the theatre of sleep

Where no reason remains

Dreamers and drifters
Make their entrance onto the stage

Non-stop scenery changes
With promptings in the dark

Trapped in unremitting violence
As trees stripped of their bark
When they're buried in your dream

When they're buried in your dream

The past is a foreign country

They do things differently there

You're back in the old school house
With rows and rows of chairs

Well it might be war or Christmas

With the tanks and guns and flares
Or a witch that wields her broomstick
The stars of your nightmare
When they're buried in your dream

When they're buried in your dream

I was trapped on the edge of a waterfall

In an old riverboat

A proud queen washed up at last

She's giving up the ghost
Slimy green water rising
I knew that I would die

I had no time to abandon ship
The morning had arrived