The Prophet's Dream

I walk on out in the evening, When the stars all tell their stories. This mystic land speaks of meaning, As I ponder, their wonder speaks their glories. When the stars all tell their stories, My eyes open to a hidden world. As I ponder, their wonder speaks their glories, Of their magic and their history unfurled. My eyes open to a hidden world, When the planets once ruled the day. When their magic and their history unfurled, The secrets of history were on display. When the planets once ruled the day, I saw Saturn and Venus dancing with Mars. The secrets of history were on display, And the sun and moon controlled the stars. I saw Saturn and Venus dancing with Mars, But these were really the spirits of old. Now the sun and moon controlled the stars, When I looked deeper their stories were told. These were really the spirits of old, That gave birth to sons of gods. When I looked deeper their stories were told, That make us look like a bunch of sods. They gave birth to sons of gods, That reoccur in our dreams today. They make us look like a bunch of sods, To dream of truth is to find the way. This place reoccurs in our dreams today, This mystic land speaks of meaning. To dream of truth is to find the way, Then you’ll walk on out in the evening.