Mercator Projected

Isadora dance, we are entranced Billowing sleeves, in the breeze Her heart's so soft, the willow weeps To dance is to live, to love is to give Beneath a vine of ivy leaves Isadora sleeps Around the world, she follows love Tarnesian sands, get up and

Waterways of pink and blue Vultures white and crocodiles Ride a black gondola there Sweeps a trailing torrent there Pyramids and crimson domes Secret tombs of kings and queens Scarlet robes and striking sun Gilded wings to Babylon "Aluja petit afreak

Sometimes there are witches on the beach That fly down roads of deep stained sands And caves that glowed with colored rocks It was on that Autumn day When we put to sea just for the day to fish We made our way slowly through the tide To that point of

When I see the things I dream I will know how things can be And I know that you and me will love again You're beautiful and soft as a brightley colored moth Let the spider weave his web under waterfalls at dawn Till we pass this way again Dream black

We like the Northern Hemisphere That's where the strangest things appear The conjurer takes off his head Now watch him make it disappear Recess of the torso, said the actress to the hero Now watch him make it reappear It's in the Western Hemisphere T