Equinox

To paint the deserts blue and grey
With songs of open roads
To write dramatic scenes
For a stage beneath the eyelid
To make the moments pause
To freeze them for a while
With counterpoints of dreams

When night and day unite
The secret tunes ignite

This strange desire
This inner-mounting fire
Stretching out life
With restless, beating hearts
This mystic engine,
This underlying surge
Along the lonely miles,
Along the highways from the soul

To move and shake the world
With astounding thoughts
To weave the fabric of a profound dream
An enigmatic theme

When you and I unite
The images ignite

This strange desire
This inner-mounting fire
Stretching out life to see what it means
This mystic engine,
This underlying surge
Along the lucky miles
Along the highways from the soul

To paint the cities red and green
With songs of open roads
To make the moments pause
To freeze them for a while
With a vivid sense of change

For each age is a dream that is dying
Or one that is coming to birth