I Beam, You Beam - Joy Electric

Laser boy I’m called

The one who makes and creates toys

For imaginations to become what they were once

Long before the hourglass was cast we were ageless

Coloring the phantom ghost of time with our last breath

I Beam, You Beam

I Beam, You Beam

There’s nowhere else for love to bury deep herself

Or scorn, the last parting sigh

Of stillborn saintly souls

Arise my love

Eager for the march

Through rainbow arch

I proclaim much

All the ancient fathers rest their heads

In observed watch

Wizards bring a dark curse to the land

With wand in hand

From a book of black words comes the name

Of a lamb slain