At the bottom of a pool There lies a mirror And overhead a white mist burns In this garden made of silver Begins the story I was told At the edge of the water Stood a woman Asked me what I'd like to see If I were brave enough, the future Of what is and what will be Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, hey Hey, hey It’s in my head It’s curious I reach my hands down Towards the surface Another world, another dream Lying somewhere in between As the wind relieves the mist There ends the storm Carrying the grey Washing over me Washing over me again Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na