The Return of Pan

I stood upon the balcony with my brand new bride The clink of bells came drifting down the mountainside When in our sight something moved - Lightning eyed and cloven hooved - The great god Pan is alive! He moves amid the modern world in disguise It's possible to look into his immortal eyes He's like a man you'd meet anyplace Until you recognise that ancient face The great god Pan is alive! At sea on a ship in a thunder storm On the very night that Christ was born A sailor heard from overhead A mighty voice cry "Pan is dead!" So follow Christ as best you can Pan is dead! Long Live Pan! From the olden days and up through all the years From Arcadia to the stone fields of Inisheer Some say the Gods are just a myth But guess who I've been dancing with The great god Pan is alive!