I stood upon an island in Erebus middle land. And grasped at dancing shadows In a world so strangely grand. I saw a smiling gypsy play With grace and beauty fair I saw a falling dewdrop splash And sprinkle in her hair. Then turning to the waking day She smiled and danced with glee. Her grace looked on As beauty dawned And called to mystery.
Now mystery Though hard to see Looked cold and strange to me. Sometimes inviting, sometimes exciting, But always wonderingly. And by his side the old man hides Much hidden from the day. His partners look, my bones he shook, Down misty morning way.
Then I climbed upon an autumn leaf And sailed away to find. The glory of the silver seed A meaning of some kind. Over the sky of liberty And down the path of time. Through floating leaves of tranquility In shades of every kind.
I rolled across the golden sea On waves of sleeping mist. Climbed past the stream of every change Within eternal bliss. Then came upon a garden God, It's paradise I thought. Wake up, wake up, for heaven's sake It's nearly nine o'clock