its gripping me tight
and you're holding me right
by the stars and the lakes and the
multiplicity of the moon
i must be dreaming
the winds winding by
and we lay content
on the cooling grass
our heaven laid down
i've gotta be dreaming
we're watching the earth
drop down and away
as i fall
down and away and
your tangibility is melting
sliding away from me
leaving me a fog to
follow and disperse
and i'm off
dancing down an elven path
with three moons shining my way