The final part of the song was different, pacier, less strident.
Leaving behind the nightmare of the society we have created for ourselves, the prison of work and stress there was the beauty of nature.
Under the toadstool lover down by the dream
Everything flowing over rainbows downstream
Silver the turning water flying away
I’ll come to see you sooner I’m on my way
I’m on my way too.
And there’s a mirror that I’m looking straight through
And I get it
And there’s a doorway that I’m ducking into
To forget it
But flashing just beyond the sky the shattering midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the sun flakes flutter
The reality of what we’ve become is frightening. Up ahead forever beckons and we’ll leave this dream behind. That darkness is forever gathering.
Over the mountain fairground
Candy flies stay
Under the moonshine fountain
I’m on my way
Lemon tree blossom ladies
Poured my tea
After the blue sky breezes following me
There’s a river that I’m making it with
And I know it
And I’m floating to I don’t care where
I just go it
But flashing just beyond the sky the shattering midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the sun flakes flutter
The whole of life is an unreal fairy-tale. Best just to give yourself up to it, immerse yourself in it and go with the flow.
Daffodil April petal hiding the game
Forests of restless chessmen life is the same
Tides in the sand sun lover watching us dream
Covered in stars and clover rainbows downstream
The unpleasant game we have created for ourselves, the cruelty, viciousness and hypocritical stupidity is hidden behind a veneer of civilization. Behind the façade we are directed and moved through our paces.
The world watches us, under the infinite heavens, play our games. Nature has its beauty and further down the line, when mankind is gone, will be living its beautiful life. All will be well again.
And the question in the great big underneath is forever
And the fanfare that I’m forcing through my teeth answers “Never”
But the flashing just beyond the sky the shattering midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the sun flakes flutter
Despite everything, in the face of infinity and all the pointlessness of life, we still look to live, create and seek answers in the mystery. We give it our all. It may be pointless and futile but we still have the moment.
The pumpkin coach and the rags approach and the wind is devouring the ashes
Then we are gone. The Fairy Tale is over. We are gone and our atoms are cast into the wind.
Meaningless meaning for our fruitful futility.
That song was immense for me. It meant a lot. I hope Roy doesn’t mind me pouring out my thoughts all over it.