The universe drips from his arms
And throws our hearts in the water
All of a sudden
You're climbin' outta the ocean
And the starry trailman and I
We dissipate in the horizon
And land in the mind of a wolf
And on the shores of a koan
I know it all sounds strange
(But there are stranger things beyond
The rampiris')
In the forest of the funnel dwelling men
Down near High Tide Land
The lob missus come with them
With all their needles amber floating ank pinn
It's still dark in the mountain
Friend
(There's no strangin' on our family)
High tide
Rising up
I'm psychotelic
High tide
Coming quick
The cycle shames all with Star upon the chariot from the big bad Ark
(There is much to see in the rampiris')
While wearing a trench through the wilderness
(There's much to be in High Tide Land)
Paul brings wine to the picnic
To the beach
(There's much to be in High Tide Land)
Arrays it on the table
(There's much to be in the Holy Grail)