Sit back and let me tell you the strangest tale you ever will hear
It was late at night. I was asleepin in my room
I had the windows tight and everything was cool
What’s there?
As I drift through my sleep and fall to my feet
What’s there? Who is it?
And I open my eyes to find a little bird staring at me
Just peaking through the window of my room
Singing me his soft, sad, lovely little tune
No, don’t take me for a fool
No, don’t take me for a fool
I’ve come to wake that lonely man
That sleeps inside of you
And in the lion’s den, yeah
In a sleeping dream whirlpool
I’ve come to wake you up my friend
If it’s the last thing that I do
I said “No, go away bird.
I don’t like your style. I’m not like your kind”
I said “No. Move away sir.
I’m one lonely son of a bitch & I’ve been wanting to die.”
And I ran to the back of the room and into the hall.
I locked all the doors and closed all the blinds
Turned on the light to find a little bird staring at me
And he flew in through the window of time
Up and down the streaming paths of conscience in my mind
Don’t take me for a fool.
No, don’t take me for a fool.
I’ve come to wake that lonely man
That sleeps inside of you.
And in your lion’s den, yeah.
In your sleeping dream whirlpool
I’ve come to wake you up my friend
If it’s the last thing that I do
And I woke in a snow white room
Dressed up in a black suit
Drinking cheap champagne
Watching the circus on the ground
From a sky scraper stretched high, high
Over your town
Over your town
Over your town
Over your town
And like a killer on the runI took off with my gun
Pointed at the latencing that’s fragmenting my brain
And dive right through eternity
Obtain reality
That’s when the whole thing sorta got a little bit crazy
And I crashed. Crash-landed the past
Like a warship blast. It unscrewed the hatch.
Swim as fast as you can. Never look back.
Do, you know who I am? I’m the lion man.
And I rule my land with an iron hand.
When I count to ten you’d better think again
I am a moon without a sun resurrecting reflection
I’m demanding your attention
So, here’s my real question:
What are all these people doing
Walking around the ant farm mooing?
Don’t take me for a fool.Don’t take me for a fool.
I’ve come to wake that lonely man
That sleeps inside of you.
Of you. Of you. I do. I do. I do.
I do. I do. I sleep inside of you.
Sometimes the world looks a little funny.
Yes, it does
You know we all get a little lonely
Just because