Evocation - Kayak

Lost evocation

The night s the singer

The echoes linger

They heal all the words in your mind

All doubtful emotions are dying

Time to awake now

The crowd is sober

The dream is over

The mirror reflecting your thoughts

Was broken with dissonant chords

And the black-plastic culture s aging

Still music s burning

Itself out

Now, looking back over years of trying

There s no conclusion to what I will always mean

Just lean back, listen to my dream

New evocation

The wind s the singer

The echoes linger

They take you to where you belong

The saviour from where you went wrong

You re facing the truth now

The crowd is healthy

Their leaders wealthy

Anonymous knowledge we share

It s seen on T.V. ev rywhere

And the black-plastic culture s aging

Still music s burning

Itself out

Now, looking back over years of trying

There s no conclusion to what I will always mean

You have just listened to my dream

Don t rely on what s never been