From the album ’Into The Great Wide Yonder’.
Neverglade
(A. Trentemøller / F. Dangerfield)
As high as the ladder would climb
We tumbled aside
And hardened the whites of our eyes
And the stars have arrived
To start an elastic kind of day
So take your thought train home
Through animals and slaves
Our new city blows them away
And just as the curtains were raised
Somebody was asking the way
Aladdin was out of his cave
And we all fell down as the weatherman