Afraid of sinking alone again Way up to the ceiling alone, no friends Lemon-queen smiling, off with your heads Like flies in the honey, enjoy last breath I tried to wake up from fuzzy blurry slumberland Can't count the days there Can't count the days there Summer Sun shining on yellowed skin Dreaming of exploding, begin again I tried to wake up from fuzzy blurry slumberland Can't count the days there Can't count the days there Harmony and melody are tripping on the tip of my tongue Wishing on a satellite, the lights so bright I tried to call The telephone was out of reach While church bells sing your song I tried to wake up from fuzzy blurry slumberland Can't count the days there Can't count the days there Don't try to follow Don't try to follow me down Don't try to follow Don't try, no, no