Long ago... yet so brand new
A morning frost in early June
That's the dream I see
Your vision for me
And what was tomorrow is today
A wonderland where the grown ups play
and sing our Mother's lullaby
A peaceful melody
From above calling out to us
A beautiful sight right before our eyes
Silent sounds dance with autumn leaves
She lifts her hands and paints the sky tangerine
Runaway, get away, got to go far away
To the beginning of never
Nowadays holidays seem to be every day
It's the beginning of never
Sweet nectar from the ancient tree
Seems to flow pure and free
It's just the way I feel
Mystical... so real
An unknown joy that I have found
I rest my head upon dark clouds
Sweet sweet soul music fills the air
Spirits everywhere
Come on, come on come on, why don't you