Please God of Nod stay awake
Guide my return when I have exhausted out a dream
When I have lived out the hidden

I rock myself to Dreamsville in the hammock of sway
Appearing on the bridge of possibles where I always start my journey
Staring down over the guard rail as I throw away my conformities and limitations
Watch them sink to the bottom of the river of stagnation

When the fiction curtains are opened
My mind gets to work splitting open cocooned scenarios
I am the Paper Chain Man
With Paper Chain Possibles
Everything is real and nothing is impossible

I have lived in every country, made up and existing
I have been exhausting out archetypes
Saved multiple reality worlds from oblivion
Sometimes played the role as a villain

I am the Paper Chain Man
Everything is real and nothing is impossible