The wine it was drunk
The ship it was sunk
The shot it was dead
All the sorrows were drowned
The birds they were clouds
The brides and the shrouds
And as we drew south the mist it came down
The wooded ravine to the wandering stream
The serpent he moved
But no one would say
The depths of the waters
The bridge which distraught us
And brought to me thoughts of the ill fated day
The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures
One played it by ear on the banks of the sea
That one was found but the others they went under
Oh the tears which are shed
They won't come from me
The methods of madness
The pathos and the sadness
God help you all
The insane and wise
The black and the white
The darkness of the night
I see only smoke from the chimneys arise
The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me
He flew solo on the mercury sea
The dream it came back
All about the tall brown people
The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand
