Shake dreams from your hairMy pretty child, my sweet one.Choose the day and choose the sign of your dayThe day's divinityFirst thing you see.A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moonCouples naked race down by its quiet sideAnd we laugh like soft, mad childrenSmug in the woolly cotton brains on infancy.The music and voices are all around us.Choose, they croon, the Ancient OnesThe time has come again.Choose now, they croon,Beneath the moonBeside an ancient lake.Enter again the sweet forest,Enter the hot dream,Come with us,Everything is broken up and dances.
Awake
Shake dreams from your hairMy pretty child, my sweet one.Choose the day and choose the sign of your dayThe day's divinityFirst thing you see.A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moonCouples naked race down by its quiet sideAnd we laugh like soft, mad childrenSmug in the woolly cotton brains on infancy.The music and voices are all around us.Choose, they croon, the Ancient OnesThe time has come again.Choose now, they croon,Beneath the moonBeside an ancient lake.Enter again the sweet forest,Enter the hot dream,Come with us,Everything is broken up and dances.