never before did we worry about you
but now we are sure that there is cause for alarm
ride the elves' cloven-hoofed horsey
see for yourself
simple small engine are part of the whole
gravity's undertow under you have given up on you alone
never believing that you could be airbound at all
how for all mankind you must now go on
you must now find yourself exploring places no human has gone
before you
ride the elves' cloven-hoofed horsey
and find there's a symphony dreaming of you
it's taken its rest and it's laying down flat
flatter than you
flatter than the world far below seems to you
flatter than all of the pages in the books in which stories are told
never believing that you could be
found in them all
children will dream of you as they grow old
told of the hoofsteps on rooftop that beckon you when you're alone
so ride the elves' cloven-hoofed horsey