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