I have the occasional auditory hallucination if I'm either exhausted or drifting off to sleep. Tonight I heard the bells of St. Clement's. I can't really figure as to why, except for the painfully obvious:
Here comes a candle to light you to bed
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
Curi.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
Curi.
All the choppers are on strike!
For there was no pension plan,
And so they stuck it to the man.
Now those bells, their simple chimes
Holds no bite within their rhymes-
And so your head will safely keep
While you calmly, deeply sleep.