Shake dreams from your hair    My pretty child, my sweet one.    Choose the day and choose the sign of your day    The day's divinity    First thing you see.       A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon    Couples naked race down by it's quiet side    And we laugh like soft, mad children    Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy    The music and voices are all around us.    Choose they croon the Ancient Ones    The time has come again    Choose now, they croon    Beneath the moon    Beside an ancient lake    Enter again the sweet forest    Enter the hot dream    Come with us    Everything is broken up and dances.