I awake from a dream, the room has grown dark
I hear voices and the snapping of fireworks
The doorway is lit up and surrounded by Blackwood trees
And the midnight parade swims around me

The rivers swarm with lights and there are bonfires in the streets
Shots ring in the night and the Dynasty
Rains down through the sky in a golden-white, shimmery haze and
The Earthquake Man stirs and slowly wakes

The bright colors shoot through my blood
I can barely speak or walk
The coral and steel and the mud
The palace lights move through my blood

But mark the roads and silver trees
For they will shift in the night while you sleep
And the mountains will grow, even the lakes slowly will begin to change
And rivers can vanish without a trace

Old pines wander about in the night
Old signs quietly change over time
Old pines wander about in the night
Old signs are quietly changing all the time

The coral trees and the mud
The humid nights move through my blood
The coral and steel and the mud
The bright colors shoot through my blood
The coral and steel and the mud
The warm nights still move through my blood