Grabbing at the strings of time and a hollow line
Friction is cleansing the dust in the doorway
Hanging out in the green garden nightly
And the show must go on and on tonight
Wet grasp falls short and it slips right through
Into the clouds of reason we go now
Up in the sky with the birds flying high
Away to the dream of a ring in the seas
This deep bite of a timeless paradise
Engaged in dreams and a call in the night
Halting to a memory and falling back a beat
Then getting back up and up into the riddles and dreams
Hanging from a tree
A pretty blue bird
Moonlight shines in and the bird soars away
Stardust in her wings as the night leads flight
And long lost dreams are heard in flights tonight