Pillow Jets Phish

[Verse 1]
They will come on pillow jets of sound
The proof of wonder, celestial starlight gowned
The ghost enchanter, the eagle guide
Beautiful and brown, beautiful and brown

[Verse 2]
They will come to form one tribe
The tone romancer, mosaic spirit scribe
Crimson robed and golden firelight crowned
High above the ground, high above the ground

[Chorus]
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound

[Verse 3]
They will come, sewing star threads through the air
With silver serpents that spiral in their hair
Sounding bells, elusive and unbound
High above the ground, high above the ground

[Chorus]
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound
On pillow jets of sound