Baby Dream in Cellophane (Porcupine Tree)

I am - in my pram Look you - I'm so new I am - sleeping there Underneath the stairs If you - wanted to You'd find - inside my mind Things so surreal My lips are sealed In the rain in cellphane Pale dogs and demigods They won't bring me down The clocks go round, they never stop I've been - in limousines I've nseen - inside your dreams It's raining there Try not to stare