Lady in Red
Flying on the strong winds of illusion,
higher than any eagle ever flies,
pushing aside all human intrusion,
dreaming away until night once more dies .
Building a castle on cloud number nine,
enlightement through touch of the Swinging King,
encounter with Crayons of such divine,
fills my soul with a love, it makes it sing.
Universal awareness fills my heart,
with stars in my eyes I gaze at the Moon,
to Mother Earth and heavenís starry yard,
I hope our path doesnít end too soon.
With tears like dewdrops we greet morningís light,
Life is worth living with the Crayon Knight.