The last one remains And the pieces fit together It must be the sequence And it's right in front of him He's running along The book still in his hand An emotional target Funny how circumstances change Somehow he has been cheated To find the sleeper's dream Time and a place are always near To make you carry on All the stories told And still have to be sold Somehow make the connection In the lap of the gods Synchronicity like two spies Who are willing to lay down and die There's sand in our eyes And the words can't be heard Somehow he has been cheated To find the sleeper's dream Time and a place are always near To make you carry on Tell me a one sided story Whatever the scene I'm in Circle around in this old play Whatever the price may be The last one remains And the pieces fit together It must be the sequence And it's right in front of him Somehow he has been cheated To find the sleeper's dream Time and a place are always near To make you carry on