[Verse 1: Albert Bouchard]
I am becalmed in virtue
Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams
Warm weather and a holocaust
The tears of God flow as I bleed
Left to die by two good friends
Abandoned me and put to sleep
On a shore where oyster beds seem plush as down
And ripe enough for the Luxor dream
[Bridge: Donald Roeser]
Recall the dream of Luxor
How fluids will arrive
As if by call or schedule
Resume through the morning tide
Where entry is by seaweed gate
And plan the plan of dreams
To lose oneself in reverb
In all that is and all that seems
[Chorus: Donald Roeser & Albert Bouchard]
So ladies, fish, and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea
I am becalmed in virtue
Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams
Warm weather and a holocaust
The tears of God flow as I bleed
Left to die by two good friends
Abandoned me and put to sleep
On a shore where oyster beds seem plush as down
And ripe enough for the Luxor dream
[Bridge: Donald Roeser]
Recall the dream of Luxor
How fluids will arrive
As if by call or schedule
Resume through the morning tide
Where entry is by seaweed gate
And plan the plan of dreams
To lose oneself in reverb
In all that is and all that seems
[Chorus: Donald Roeser & Albert Bouchard]
So ladies, fish, and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea
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