A million stars twinkle
Above me as I lay
Upon this field of dewy grass
So cold and yet I stay.
A million eyes are winking
A billion opals gleam
And I just lay here thinking
About this waking dream

This choice before me lingers
It transmogrifies the air
And resonates inside me
With what's already there.
The wind around me whispers
The stars begin to dance
The grass beneath me shivers;
I found myself, at last