I will rise now   And go about the city   In the street's broadways I seek   Him whom my soul loveth      Went over the sea   What did I find   A thousand crystal towers   A hundred emerald cities   And the hand of the watchman   In the night sky   Points to my beloved   A knight in crystal armour      And I tried to hold him   I tried for the creed   I'll make a suit of colours   To stop the blinding mirrors   Sew a cape of red and gold   Stifled up the beam    With the perfect armour   With a perfect dream      To be made of glass   When two suns are shining   The battle becomes blinding   To be made of glass   But we ride tonight, tonight, tonight, we ride      And with two suns spinning   At two different speeds   Was born a hot, white diamond   Burning through the rainbow   Flames fell into orbit   To hold eternally   Two heavenly spirits   That just wouldn't seem      To be made of glass   When two suns are shining   The battle becomes blinding   To be made of glass   But we ride tonight, tonight, tonight, we ride