Oz is always floating
Ever drifting sometimes doting
Over things that mean the world to
Dr. John C. Lilly
In the tank he's grooving
Ever sifting sometimes smoothing
Out the things that mean the world to
Dr. John C. Lilly
Are you still floating Dr. John C. Lilly?
Drifting as the time goes by
Across the inner cosmos he is flying
His tank is isolating
In his mind he's elevating
All the things that mean the world to Dr. John C. Lilly
Are you still floating Dr. John C. Lilly?

In the liquid he will lie
Rehearsing for the final act of dying

Oz is ever floating.