The curtain rises on the scene,
With someone chanting to be free.
The play unfolds before my eyes,
Descends the actor who is me.
The sleeping hours take us far,
From traffic, telephones, and fear.
Put out your problems with a cat,
Escape until a bell you hear.
Our reasons are the same,
But there's no one we can blame,
For there's no where we need go,
And the only [bad word] we [bad word] so easily.
The sound I have heard in your hello,
Oh darling, you're almost part of me.Oh darling, you're all I'll ever see.
It's such…