In summer nights,
In big white whales,
And I believe in holdin' on,
When the sky is bleak,
And all hope is gone�
Hold my hand,
We'll go dance with the river nymphs,
Fly me over land,
We'll sleep with the pixie imps,
And see the sunlight,
Filtering through the speckled leaves.
Chuckle with all your might,
And go aswingin' on the breeze.
I believe in old foxfire,
In moonlit marshes,
In dwarvish ire,
And I believe in letting go,
When the time is right,
And you become the foe.
Chase me away,
We'll play tag with weapons drawn.
Hide when you may,
We'll be runnin' with the break of dawn.
And see the sadness,
Trickeling down the mountain crags.
Giggle with madness,
And leave her world as she sags.