Sleeping in My Space
Hannah Batley joined Rushmore and Malcolm to create a song about one of Malcolm's puzzling dreams.

Photo by Tim Arruda

Why's a statue fall on me
Why's he sleeping peacefully
Wooden hands and wooden head
Why's he wear that robe of red

Chorus:
I don't know his name, never seen his face
Seems to me he's out of place
Tell me why he's
Sleeping in my space

Try to move him, it's no good
I can't budge a block of wood
My sister comes and laughs at this
Seems she loves my nemesis

Now he's falling to the floor
Now I see there's something more
Shining gold above his brow
Statue's got a halo now

Am I blind to something good
Am I partly sleeping wood
Will he rise at morning light
Fall on someone else tonight