[Originally appeared on the album 'We Are The Music Makers']
Laser boy I'm called the one who makes
And creates toys
For imaginations to become
What they were once
Long before the hour glass was cast
We were ageless
Coloring the phantom ghost of time
Qith our last breath
(Chorus)
I Beam, You Beam
I Beam, You Beam
There's nowhere else for love to bury deep herself
Or scorn
The last parting sigh of stillborn saintly souls
Arise my love
Eager for the march through rainbow arch
I proclaim much
All the ancient fathers rest their heads
In observed watch
Wizards bring a dark curse to the land
With wand in hand
From a book of black words comes the name
Of a lamb slain
Laser boy I'm called the one who makes
And creates toys
For imaginations to become
What they were once
Long before the hour glass was cast
We were ageless
Coloring the phantom ghost of time
Qith our last breath
(Chorus)
I Beam, You Beam
I Beam, You Beam
There's nowhere else for love to bury deep herself
Or scorn
The last parting sigh of stillborn saintly souls
Arise my love
Eager for the march through rainbow arch
I proclaim much
All the ancient fathers rest their heads
In observed watch
Wizards bring a dark curse to the land
With wand in hand
From a book of black words comes the name
Of a lamb slain