Come with me

We’ll go and see

We’ll find out where the lights are shining

Ancient homes

Of buried tomes

The magic’s when the lights are low

It’s magic when it’s dark…

The coffee’s too cold and

The gods are too eldritch

(Touch what the heart seeks!)

The science is solid

But won’t hear the messages

(Your leathery red bumcheeks)

Don’t sit inside me and open my head

Make me feel colder and colder and colder and colder…

Science wills

A chance to thrill

But I have seen you staring at these

Ancient homes

Of buried tomes

The magic’s when the lights are low

The magic’s when it’s dark…

It’s over my head and beyond where I want to go

(The voice in the dark speaks!)

It’s further and further from what I’m supposed to know

(Your leathery red bumcheeks)

It’s far beyond my sight now, though…

Except in the moonlight

It’s far beyond my sight now though…

Except in the moonlight