Praise the Goddess, praise the God
That made people out of mud
High trees for high dreams
Painted by the hand bathed in sunbeams

Fingers trail on the softest skin
A mind of light but a body of sin
Take the ax and take the sword
Then halt and listen to the Word

Dance, go sing, love and fly
Until you see no more sky
Put the children on a cloud
Let them speak of love aloud

Mark the stars for a map
Sit down and put it in your lap
Don't lose it, for it is your eyes
The waves...