A Clean Clown Songtext

If I were to fall asleep, would you come and follow me
To the place where thoughts recede, dreams to me are memories
And I can't tell reality from fiction are the books I read
If you were to talk to me, it's likely I'm not listening
But don't take it too personally, I'm just busy being me

(Wolf howl)
I love you, Margret Farquar
(Wolf howl)
Mother killed the butler, speak and you flounder