{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