Sidle down to grass planes that I own
Leaving laughs and notions at my home
Just getting down with everything I know
Black moon casts its shadow to the forest
Look up at the pine sky and you'll see
Scintillating lights shine through the trees
I know that my sober mind is here
I look to touch the sound, to trace a picture in the dark
Look up at the pine sky and you'll see
Big black ship and bright lights through the trees
Oh no, what have I seen
And I feel oscillations
What I've seen can't be mentioned