The world has many places of light where faces laugh in the sun's glow
Take me on board your shimmering ship built
of eternal tithe and icicle

Dreams
Fly to that hidden city nestling in yesterday
Across the smokey mountain and along the flowing river


The land lies as a maiden left in repose
Tread softly, walk on silent notes

She will ask him nothing, and tell you all
And you, without thinking will lose your soul


Your mind will ache to be carried off in her silver light
Pain will fill your being as you devour the beauty that evades your control
The sea will cover you wave upon rolling wave

Destroying the bounties of the love that you wanted to share

And when you wake tomorrow she'll be gone

And a new day as innocent as the next will appear on your horizon