Theatre Of Sleep Lyrics - Access All Areas - Steve Hackett

In the theatre of sleep 

Where no reason remains 

Dreamers and drifters 

Make their entrance onto the stage 

Non-stop scenery changes 

With promptings in the dark 

Trapped in unremitting violence 

As trees stripped of their bark 

When they're buried in your dream 

The past is a foreign country 

They do things differently there 

You're back in the old schoolhouse 

With rows and rows of chairs 

Well it might be war or Christmas 

With the tanks and guns and flares 

Or a witch that wields her broomstick 

The stars of your nightmare 

When they're buried in your dream 

I was trapped on the edge of a waterfall 

In an old riverboat 

A proud queen washed up at last 

She's giving up the ghost 

Slimy green water rising 

I knew that I would die 

I had no time to abandon ship, 

The morning had arrived 

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