I was riding in the sky
And I saw a strange looking land
I swaggered over there
To a house and a funny looking man
He invited me inside
Saw such things I'd never seen before
It was strange
In his house
There was a table upside down
With no legs and a funny coloured pink
There wasn't any chairs
So I sat on the edge of a sink
I had tea in a clock
And I ate a piece of green rock
It was strange
In his house
Was I just imagining
Or was this really happening to me
Perhaps it's just a funny dream
But to me it seems so real
Open feeling in my mind
I'm in a trance or I must be
I went up the stairs
To the cellar which was on the top floor
I went down the stairs
To the attic which was on the floor before
I landed in the garden how I did was a mystery to me
It was strange
In his house
I walked down the garden path
Found myself sitting on a bed
It was suspended in mid air
With no springs not even any legs
So I laid my head down
Went to sleep hoping I would disappear
It was strange
In his house
I'm back riding in the sky
Near my home I hope that I
Become awake when I arrive
Hoping that this dream has died
If it don't I know that I
Will have no peace until I die
