He fancied himself a professional dreamer

Never much good at pretending to be something else

Often times he would sit there expressionless

Staring at nothing and everything at the same time

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Sometimes he hear voices ...

It's that space in his head you say

Sometimes he hear voices ...

Then they just seem to fade away

Gone it an instant, without notice

One minute with us, next minute miles away

This time Vienna, next time Calais

The further the better with little or no delay

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One day he took it a little too far

Woke up ... standing ... right where you are !

Surrounded by strangers and stranger surroundings

Staring at nothing and everything at the same time

Sometimes he hear voices ...

It's that space in his head you say

Sometimes he hear voices ...

But they just seem to fade away

It's time to go ...