High, in Castille
Lives senora Dali alone
And higher still
She keeps her gallery
Distance means nothing to me
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...
Debris everywhere
Gazing. It's amazing
Ferry me over
Ferry me over
Ferry me over
The music, Dali
Deeper here lies hidden answers and treasures for him
"Oh, I prefer absence," said she
"My heart grows fonder alone."
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...
Debris everywhere
Gazing. It's amazing
Ferry me over
Ferry me over
Ferry me over
The music, Dali