Someone knocking at my door… but there’s no vacancy, I fear,
This mind has gone from mortal plains… Left behind my tears,
A midnight sun shall guide my path… Through the glowing Milky Way,
Truth will fade from mind and myth… Where my starlit chalice lay,
So just leave a message on my door… Far below me on the ground,
And I’ll do my best to catch it… Next time I come around.