The swimmer

Here comes the replay of an old dream
I was dreaming when I was a small boy
Turn around
Turn around

I'm in a drier in the kitchen
In a tornado of shirts and towels
Turn around
Turn around

The other day I had my tonsils out
The smell of ether in dark rooms
Turn around
Turn around

Tonight's different, the dream's not ending
The drier opens, the water's streaming out
It fills the house
And fills the house

I am the swimmer in the old house
The water slowly fills the rooms
Turn around
Turn around

Here comes the replay of an old dream
I was dreaming when I was a small boy
Turn around
Turn around