The Dead Man's Dream

Once I had a name, forgotten now

I breathed the air in a century of wonder

I can hear it now in the darkness of the earth

Gorgeous machines, the sound they made like thunder

Great gardens drip honey-jewels and bright birds

The pageants pass down avenues of splendor

Ah, long afternoons by enchanted lakes

Upon elephants, so well I do remember



Lords and priests and talking beasts

Golden calves and telepaths

Crystal skulls and screaming gulls

Women glowed tattooed with woad

Colored mists and amethysts

Men were strong and days were long

Dragons glide on mountainside

Mandrake root, angel fruit

Sighing winds on silver skin

Creation transubstantiation

Unicorns, electric storms

Tunes and runes, we laughed till noon

Sweet release, eternal peace