Lyrics:

In the meeting place I sit beside, betwixt the points of heaven I befell a friendly atmosphere revolving around seven Oh, that number mystified my soul and captured within feelings Those of doubt and understanding, hand in hand they set me reeling Met me a stranger, he came here to town Bearing gifts full of promises, discoveries of light Said me many reasons why my merry tale Could be justified and just both together entwined I tell you a reason, he said, 'Bless you, you fool, you fool' You want 'so belief,' yet you want so much More,' you seeker Now I see you're baffled, yet again you administer fear Of the unexpected, you don't know the score Everywhere you look you release parts of your senses And everywhere there's purpose in answer to all your dreams I can hear you saying what a dreamer, what a fool to life Isn't it a pity that he won't come back to earth Haven't you imagination, and is it not available How you can be sooner or later than your thinking Haven't you imagination and is it so impossible That you ask of everything so your eyes can see clearly So in an instant your story bound A desert, the underground, on mountains high A glacier, the heat of the day City jungle, the sky at night In space on a starry night An atmosphere impossible So you never really care So we talk about the strength of dreams And we talked at length of every dream And we talked about the strength of dreams And we talked about the strength of dreaming I befell a friendly atmosphere revolving around seven Oh, that number mystified my soul and captured within feelings Those of doubt and understanding, hand to hand they set me reeling In the seventh drea