Stop the Carriage
Fortunes forecast
Lucky charms

Poppycock bandits
Hiss
My name

In history
We slowly drove
Past the Setting Sun

And suspicious snake
Peeking sire
In a travelling house

The Dews drew eyes closed
Mists of tulle
Come forth spirit

With gossamer glow babies
Fields of fireflies
Crowning the Ground

A noble brow
Majestic century
Visible loveable

Concentrate cornice
Waits for eternity
Striking hands

A face appears
Swelling the roof
Cuddly crystal

Down
Down
Down