Dance Into the Sun
Atlantis this is calling from the sea window of time.
Ancient beneath the sea of the mind.
Narrow band vibrations of messengers of light,
they stay hidden from our sight.
Well I find myself standing in the room where it all began.
A memory frozen in time, where I stand.
Reliving that night like it's happening to me now.
I feel I should try to lose the memory somehow.
Snakes and serpent visions dance into the sun,
westward bound with visions of the mound.
Spirit feathers the two had found.
The chase was wild, he felt he had to do it.
Someone had put the slip on him before he knew it. (Ah-Ha!!!)
Now the fire burns across his mind!!!
Snakes in tunnels making all the signs.
The air surrounds them on the tower high.
The water below wants the fire to die.