Wings like a butterfly
Mouth full of June
I ignored all warnings & flew to the moon
The knife & the fork & the spoon were all there
We cut up the king & we braided the air
Peace... where could you be?
Held in a dream... so real to me
Now all of my magic powers are gone
Beneath the high wire
I watched from the stairs
With wings made of fire you danced through the air
We blew on our horns with a music so sweet
When nobody listened we rolled up the street
O peace... where did you go?
Held in a dream so long ago
Now all of my magic powers are gone
Now the beach is deserted
The water's too cold
I winked at the moon & I said
"Don't get old!"
I crept through your garden
And climbed up your hair
But I was mistaken
You weren't even there...
Peace... where could you be?
Held in a dream... so real to me
Now all of my magic powers are gone