While passing through the clouds of diamond dust As two mock suns arise beside our one The sundogs guide the way towards the east And set behind the valley of calm trees
The destination Unfamiliar sands Amongst the ice fog A DC-8 awaits Our means of travel To visionary worlds Let us imagine
Down in the valley the calm trees are swaying in time (we cant avert our eyes) Down in the valley the flowers are food for the mind (no sign of passing time) Over the hills where the mountains are tumbling down (a place of natural wonder) Visions are clear as we notice the three suns align
Upon arrival The dust and deserts drone And no resistance Could keep us from all time There is no notion In visionary worlds Let us imagine
Traveling over the valley we feel the breeze Taking in everything that there is to be seen The suns in the distance are moments away from the dream
