Bermuda Triangle

 
While you were sleeping,
I was reading this book about Bermuda.
My eyes grew sleepy and tired of reading,
I drifted past the moon.
 
How 'bout you, how 'bout you?  How 'bout me?
 
While you were sleeping
the sky was weeping,
the stars fell to the ground.
Lightning bolted,
the ocean opened,
and swallowed me right down.
 
REFRAIN (How 'bout you?)
 
The earth grew silent,
a tiny bubble
of breath before my eyes.
Glistening roundly,
a chorus called me
closer to the light.
 
I spied around me a thousand armies
as still as death could lie.
Breasts of armor,
wheels of fire,
drowned by weight of time.
 
Up swelled a specter,
a mighty vision
that swept across the sky.
The chamber rippled,
gables crumbled
as ancient ages cried.
 
Who are we, where are we, who am I to be here?
While you were sleeping, I was reading this book about Bermuda.


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