{Verse 1}
Over a week in the summer
Every afternoon
I would walk to the house of my vacationing neighbor
To take care of his pooch
I wandered the quiet hallways
And sat in empty rooms
Me and the dog and the smell of summer
And my lustful adolescent mood
{Chorus}
I could almost see through the veil of Maya
I could almost see over the edge of the world
From page to page in six days I was made
And on the seventh all dogs go to heaven
{Verse 2}
In the dusty sunlit bathroom
Was a stack of magazines
Sitting in a brown woven basket
Like a baby floating in the reeds
They were chock full of pictures
Of women in lingerie
I had stumbled into this mans pleasure garden
And into it I too would stray
{Chorus}
I could almost see through the veil of Maya
I could almost see over the edge of the world
From page to page in six days I was made
And on the seventh all dogs go to heaven
{Verse 3}
Back I went each day
To feed and gaze and play
With the dog and America's daughters
Until all of the drive went away
Each evening on the walk back home
Staggering and dazed
I found that the light was not so bright
But I would never get out of that maze
{Chorus}
I could almost see through the veil of Maya
I could almost see over the edge of the world
Would they be diamonds on which Jesus had su*kled?
The impossible could almost be seen