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A million white flowers in a field in the sky |
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Seemed to spell out a greeting as the children flew by |
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A guard in a chariot of silver and gold |
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Gave the children all tickets, then the story he told |
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Of a time in the future that was sunshine and flowers |
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And the children grew sleepy in the sky's white towers |
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They dreamed of the story that the guard had displayed |
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They saw all the wonders, tiny minds were amazed |
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They saw candy forests and dragons that breathed fire |
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On all that was evil in the misty mire |
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They came to the village where the turtles in caves |
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Made pies for the people and the lemonade |
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The people lived out by the sea and each day |
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The seagulls would wake them as they passed on their way |
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The people were kindly, they would sing to the sky |
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And each bright new morning, the sun shone from their eyes |
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The children passed over and all the people could see |
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As they dived from the sky to the treacle sea |
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They bathed on the white sand, minutes turned into hours |
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And the children all giggled and gave each other flowers |
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The King from his castle came down to the sea |
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And he spoke to the children so patiently |
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He gave them small presents and bid them farewell |
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And the children unwrapped them, tiny silver bells |
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Their tinkling floated across the island with ease |
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And it came back toward them on the perfume breeze |
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They smiled at the tinkling, they gazed at the sun |
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And they smiled at each other, pretty little ones |
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A beautiful white horse came down to the sea |
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And the children all climbed up as he knelt on one knee |
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They rode through the valleys and high over hills |
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And they laughed oh so loudly, their fear to kill |
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They came to a lakeside of deep velvet and green |
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And they all stared in wonder at its beauty serene |
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They climbed from the white horse, they watch as it goes |
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As they stood by the green lake water kissed their toes |
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A boat in the distance was suddenly there |
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Waiting to take the children to anywhere |
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The porcupine captain said that he didn't mind |
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In his coat of blunt needles, he looked very kind |
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His crew were six rabbits with fluffy white ears |
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And the children all stroked them and lost all their fears |
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They sailed through the sunshine, across the green lake |
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And they drank lemonade and they ate ice-cream cake |
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They landed in a dark cave as the boat disappeared |
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And they all stood in darkness, through the shadows they peered |
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But out of the blackness shone diamonds so bright |
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Their tiny white hands shielded eyes from the light |
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In a pool of quicksilver stood Neptune so wise |
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And pearls were his white teeth, bright diamonds his eyes |
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He spoke to the children in a voice of velvet |
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And he beckoned them to him, in a circle they sat |
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He told of sky island and of his magic cave |
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And magic pink seashells to the children he gave |
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They listened intently as the music came forth |
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From the magic pink seashells and nobody talked |
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But Neptune had vanished when they lifted their eyes |
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So they walked from the cave as two kingfishers cried |
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In the bright shiny sunlight, they got down on one knee |
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They listened to the sea shells of the musical sea |
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But the day grew much darker, so they climbed on the breeze |
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And they floated to the village, and the people were pleased |
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To see them so happy with their tinkling bells |
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And the people all listened to the musical shells |
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But the children were so sad, the time had come to leave |
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So the people waved goodbye and begged them to believe |
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Of the wonders they had seen in the island of the sky |
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And the children said they would and away they did fly |
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Through the white clouds of no time till forever it seems |
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And the children stayed children and they lived in their dreams |
