[Part I] Deep in the night when Asleep falls the moon in The tune that it weeps A galaxy steeps in my mind Silver visions Become with collision And fiction is born The spectres rest on The retainers I've worn No baby teeth left, but The nectar of night showers Crowns on my palms To train for the war, She had set off The bombs underneath A sea upon which Elephants slept And i wept, And i wept [Part II] A satanic lady Invited me To her house She served us tea And we sat On her couch While holding her Pachyderms, memories Bled back to me Books from a previous Dream warned violent Petting can peel Their skin and reveal The red 'neath their wrinkles And worry said, "I think I'll feed them chocolates Instead." But she feeds them Storm when she's not Trying to contact The dead