Two Worlds - Communions

Fantasies Paramount By Night

Seem Insane In The Light Of Day

But Senseless People Like You And I

Jump Back And Forth Between Existences

Like Dancers Do

And While We Take The Magic Flight

Into The Belly Of The Whale

Piercing Through Its Jaws

Momentous Strokes Of Fortune Flash Our Way

Undisguised

We’re Masters Of Two Worlds

We’re Light On Our Feet

Wingéd Bulls

Can’t Be Tamed And Laid To Rest

We’re Kindred Spirits ‘cos Our Concerns Are Obsolete

We’ve Found The Sacred Key

To Twist The Fabric Loose

In The Well Lubricated Machinery

Suffering Unimaginable Torments

In A Valley Of Dry Bones

Only Enhances The Promise Made

Of A Paradise That Waits

Across The Threshold

Through Your Eyes

We’re Masters Of Two Worlds

We’re Light On Our Feet

Wingéd Bulls

Can’t Be Tamed And Laid To Rest

We’re Kindred Spirits ‘cos Our Concerns Are Obsolete

We’ve Found The Sacred Key

To Twist The Fabric Loose

In The Well Lubricated Machinery

And We’ll Play The Fool

Before Juries Of Sober Minds

Perplexed By The Ecstasy

In Our Eyes