Entangled - Steve Hackett

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 count backwards

Your eyes become heavier still

Sleep, won’t you allow yourself fall?

Nothing can hurt you at all

With your consent

I can experiment further still

Madrigal music is playing

Voices can faintly be heard

Please leave this patient undisturbed

Sentenced to drift far away now

Nothing is quite what it seems

Sometimes entangled in your own dreams

Well, if we can help you we will

Soon as you’re tired and ill

With your consent

We can experiment further still

Well, thanks to our kindness and skill

You’ll have no trouble until

You catch your breath

And the nurse will present you the bill!