[00:06.36]I set a watch for 5 o'clock
[00:13.54]I think of trees and rivers as I'm drifting off
[00:20.28]I pinch my wrist (just to tell where I am)
[00:23.83]I get a twinge (it's as real as I can)
[00:27.11]But I remain and so I know the rest is up to me
[00:36.40]At night, the sun might beat upon my skin
[00:41.88]In here, I see everything
[00:45.70]And until the morning comes, I feel it
[00:49.95]All my life, I've tried to find the time to make believe
[00:55.64]But now as subtle as the seasons
[00:59.15]I know real life will get in between
[01:02.27]If I never get to decide my reality
[01:09.09]At least I see how it could be
[01:11.77]When I get round to sleeping, dreaming
[01:19.09]Works for me
[01:26.74]And though my soul (lets me do what I want)
[01:30.51]Is pretty bold (in a place I belong)
[01:33.59]From time to time, my grip will slip
[01:36.97]And I just lose control
[01:41.23]Then awake I freeze
[01:44.97]But nothing in my head can hurt me
[01:50.51]However real it seems
[01:55.39]All my life, I've tried to find the time to make believe
[02:00.70]But now as subtle as the seasons
[02:04.14]I know real life will get in between
[02:07.34]If I never get to decide my reality
[02:13.96]At least I see how it could be
[02:16.78]When I get round to sleeping (sleeping), dreaming (dreaming)
[02:24.18]When I get round to sleeping (sleeping), dreaming (dreaming)
[02:30.14]Oh
[02:32.30]

I set a watch for 5 o'clock
I think of trees and rivers as I'm drifting off
I pinch my wrist (just to tell where I am)
I get a twinge (it's as real as I can)
But I remain and so I know the rest is up to me
At night, the sun might beat upon my skin
In here, I see everything
And until the morning comes, I feel it
All my life, I've tried to find the time to make believe
But now as subtle as the seasons
I know real life will get in between
If I never get to decide my reality
At least I see how it could be
When I get round to sleeping, dreaming
Works for me
And though my soul (lets me do what I want)
Is pretty bold (in a place I belong)
From time to time, my grip will slip
And I just lose control
Then awake I freeze
But nothing in my head can hurt me
However real it seems
All my life, I've tried to find the time to make believe
But now as subtle as the seasons
I know real life will get in between
If I never get to decide my reality
At least I see how it could be
When I get round to sleeping (sleeping), dreaming (dreaming)
When I get round to sleeping (sleeping), dreaming (dreaming)
Oh