It was your holiday in the sun
But since the age of nine it was difficult for you to swim in the yellow golden glow
The nuclear furnace of hydrogen and helium
And solar flares and sunspots and egg yolk sunrises
Sixteen thousand miles away the mother of mercy leaned in her chair
And sighed and sighed
Because the ghost of god was swirling in the sun
In the sea of the sun swirling and twirling
And a thousand miles away the moon gardener snoozed in a rocking chair
The rocking chair going creak creak creak in the silence of the moon
Not a sound all around, just the sound of the truth
Closer to that place where the heart of the universe speaks to you in sighs and whispers
And clinks and plinks of sound below the sea
The sigh of the sea
It was permanently a moonbeam that shone through the miles of water
A moonbeam glowing like the whistling magic of whalesong
And all this time you lived down the street
I turned right at the sunset and arrived at the moon
And I was flickering, turning, slowly slowly
I'm a flower in a garden on the moon and the red petals are seeking rain water
And the moon gardener is asleep and rocking slowly, slowly
And gravity is as merciless as time can be
Dreams fall to the floor like the yolk of the sun in the space time continuum
Cereal spilled on the floor
Milk spilled in space and no one there to clean up the cereal bowl
Or will the space clouds clean it up slowly, slowly
Fog drifted down the mountainside
And I sat watching it without a word on my lips
Because there was no one around
It was just like I was on the moon
In the empty white stillness
And I was so alone
And I was so alone
Piano song drifted down on the beams from the sun
And it was a holiday in Rome
Where I connected to that place long ago
Swimming in the sun
Ninety three million miles away
Some things feel like ninety three million years ago
And a million miles too far
Just out of reach of the fingertips
Grasping like a sigh on the edge of your lips
And you were on vacation to Neptune
And you were so far away
And I wondered when you would be back

I'll be there when moonlight turns into a rushing stream
Rushing down to earth to fill the valleys and puddles
And it seemed like it wasn't quite a flute playing in the background
Coming from the indigo sunstream off in the distance
And in the valley of the stars there were six and ten and one and four
And two and more and two and more
The sixteen stars flickered and burned
Holding hands with the hallways of life
Oxygen burning like mist from millions of miles away
And millions of years ago
The city lights couldn't wake me up
Because I was sleeping under the stars
Where the world opened up all around and the heavens rained down
With the hum of space and the universe and the wide open world
Angels gathered near the candles
Flickering in colored glass cups in the gently sprinkling rain
And I was a thousand miles away with a sigh
Floating in the river, slowly drifting by, slowly drifting by
Under the lamplight of the stars
Were you on a holiday somewhere
I couldn't tell
Beyond the blooms of sighing fields
It was back to the beginning
And it was a sundress picnic in the springtime
And it was back to the beginning
And it was back to the beginning