sometimes when i'm all alone
and things aren't going right
i leave this crumby world behind
and step into the light
i've got my own
very special place
a land that's outside
time and space
that's mine
and i don't have to share
it with anyone
and when i'm there
i know that things
will be just fine
as i lie upon the table
that is full of pins and screws
i smile as the shackles close
i have nothing left to lose
and the jailer
with the chains and the saw
and the hammer
will knock nails up and down my spine
yet it will still be fine
how divine
in the land where nothing's real
it takes so much to make you feel
make you feel...
make you feel...
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