Come with me on a journey beneath the skin We will look together for the Pan within. - Mike Scott

/p>He did a forty-two minute cosmic rise in future shocks Star Spangled Banner in the back of CBGB's </p> He stopped every clock in New York state and every heart that heard him and time itself was beaten and confused and fell lamb-like under the spell of his fabulous flashing fingers He played an encore at the Bitter End a heartburst Little Wing even the waiters cried and then we fell outside and in the dusty dawn of Bleeker street a sweet rain fell and Jimi died.

She is everywhere and noplace
Like a breath or like a wind
she moves among men
They would seek to hold her as a prize
But she is in the shadows,
the ocean and the sand
She is everywhere and noplace,
Her church not made with hands Uncontained by man.

I was grounded while you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truth you cut through lies
I saw the lone empty valley you saw Brigadoon
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon