Andy Winter - Through The Eyes Of A Surrealist lyrics

A strange mood comes over me I'm feeling like I'm floating in space And in the back of mind I hear noises Of a broken merry go round The cosmic clock is ticking Doing backspins in my mind The slow steps of time winding forward Until the start of the breaking point Five minutes past the stroke of the hour Sensory overload of strange sounds and sights Like a bizarre dream on auto repeat In constant playback mode Incomprehensible and inaudible Outside of the grasp of human minds Stranger and stranger by the minute In a trancelike state of mind