bathed in a cool breeze

Black Sabbath – Planet Caravan

We sail,
through endless skies,
stars shine like eyes,
the black night sighs.

The moon,
in silver trees,
falls down in tears,
light of the night.

The Earth,
a purple blaze,
of sapphire haze,
in orbit always.

While down,
below the trees,
bathed in a cool breeze,
silver starlight breaks down the night.

And so,
we pass on by,
the crimson eye,
of great god Mars,
as we travel…
the universe…