Stranger Strange things in her head Dream maker Make dreams in her bed But doesn't it all seem strange When we lie awake We sigh and we shake And day comes again To call on our patient friends Moon walker She's troubled with her sleep Tongue talker To dream of sea sardines Oh doesn't it all seem strange When we lie awake She punched pillows just to make A downy bed To lay her heavy head Oh Over the bottom, into the current We go Oh Over the bottom, into the current We go Paint peeler She watched the roof cave in Revealing The skies star littered skin Oh doesn't it all seem strange When we lie awake We sigh and we shake And day comes again To call on our patient friends Oh Over the bottom, into the current We go Oh Over the bottom, into the current We go Let yourself be taken out Taken out, taken in Taken out, taken in Taken home Let yourself be taken out Taken out, taken in Taken out, taken in Taken home Let yourself be taken out Taken in, taken out Taken home Taken home