The boy rummaged through his records searching for a clue. Where was this path? How would he find it? He remembered that the rainbow would rise from the dust. Soon he felt drowsy, hypnotized by the sound of a guitar strumming on an old record...
I feel my heart stop I've just got to catch my breath again I feel my body rock And tighten, I'm frightened, I'm falling off the edge
It's as if they're calling me With the cadence of a flame In the dark they honor me Blowing storms that know my name
I feel my heart stop I've just got to catch my breath again I feel my body rock And tighten, I'm frightened, I'm falling off the edge
In hieroglyphic vision The lion kneeling in the reeds But what is it I'm hunting That grows from just his seed
I feel my heart stop I've just got to catch my breath again I feel my body rock And tighten, I'm frightened, I'm falling off the edge
If I pretend I'm melting Melting in the wax I'll turn the black to colors With these magic tricks
And I don't have to ever leave The journey through the deep As pale and soft as swans Building monuments to sheep
Sailing the roundabout Sailing through the deep Show me what it's all about The truth to always keep