In the Night Time

(Hampstead Incident)

Standing by the Everyman, digging the rigging on my sail

Rain to the sound of harpsichords, to the spell of fairy tale

The heath was hung in magic mist, enchanted dripping glades

I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fades

In the night time

Crystals sparkles in the grass, I polish them with thought

On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught

Fortunes told in grains of sand, here I am is all I know

Candy stuck in children's hair, everywhere I go

In the night time

Crystals sparkles in the grass, I polish them with thought

On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught

Fortunes told in grains of sand, here I am is all I know

Candy stuck in children's hair, everywhere I go

In the night time

In the night time

In the night time

In the night time ...