There is lambs wool   Under my naked feet   The wool is soft and warm   Gives off some kind of heat      A salamander scurries   Into flame to be destroyed   Imaginary creatures   Are trapped in birth on celluloid      The fleas cling to the golden fleece   Hoping they'll find peace   Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid   There's no hiding in my memory, there's no room to avoid      The crawlers cover the floor   In the red ochre corridor   For my second sight of people   They've more lifeblood than before      They're moving in time   To a heavy wooden door   Where the needle's eye is winking   Closing on the poor      The carpet crawlers heed their callers   "We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out"      There's only one direction   In the faces that I see   It's upward to the ceiling   Where the chamber's said to be      Like a forest fight for sunlight   That takes root in every tree   They are pulled up by the magnet   Believing they are free      The carpet crawlers heed their callers   "We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out"      Mild mannered supermen   Are held in kryptonite   And the wise and foolish virgins giggle   With their bodies glowing bright      Through the door a harvest feast   Is lit by candlelight   It's the bottom of a staircase   That spirals out of sight      The carpet crawlers heed their callers   "We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out"      The carpet crawlers heed their callers   "We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out"      To get out   We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out      We've got to get in to get out   We've got to get in to get out   Got to get in to get out   Got to get in to get out