Well she came and she touched me With hands made of heaven Reflections sent spinning Through a face laced in mist Now I stand where she left me Buried deep 'neath her shadows and the mirror plead sadly "Has it all come to this?" And I wonder Will she call My naaaame? Well the wind careens madly Through wide windows paneless And frangrances mingle In a room full of shade And all the peons pick partners And waltz cross the ceilings But the violins whisper That I've been betrayed Awe trying Not to look Ashaaaamed And the drunkards drink deeply From cups full of nothingness And ghost lovers laugh At the games that they play And the moments do sommersaults Into eternity And cling to their coattails And beg them to stay Saying I got nothing To Hiiiide Well illusions projected On walls made of tiffany And mad minuets To a sad satin song And harlequin mandolins Harmonize helplessly Hoping that endlessly Won't last for long Praying That their gods Ain't dyyyying Then I turn and I see her In a dress made of moonlight Teardrops like diamonds Run slow down her face And her arms they surround me Like chains made of velvet And demons fall faithfully Into their place And the river Runs With jeeeewels Now the morning lies open The night went quite quickly And memory harmlessly Fractures and fades And all the poets do pushups On carpets of rubber foam And loudly they laugh At some joke that's been made And the wisemen Speak Like Fooools