Stop the bus! I gotta get off

I went to sleep and missed my stop

Am I awake? Things don’t seem real

And I don’t like the way I feel.

 

I didn’t buy a ticket

I didn’t jump on

The other passengers are silent

And just look on

 

What is this place,where are we?

It’s not a place I want to be.

Outside the window the landscapes strange

I have travelled out of range,

Out of mind and out of sense

Is this my fearful recompense?