[Verse 1]
There once was a teacher of great renown
Whose words were like the tablets of stone
To navigate the sea of sadness
To shield the fragile mind from madness
Gather your goods and follow me
As all around you perish

[Verse 2]
Well, I was only a child of the city
My parents were children of immigrant stock
So we followed as followers go
Over the mountain with a napkin of snow
And ate the berries and roots that grow
Along the timberline

[Chorus]
Deeper and deeper the dreamer of love
Sleeps on a quilt of stars
It's cold
It’s cold

[Saxophone Solo]

[Verse 3]
Time and abundance thickened his step
So the teacher divided in two
One half ate the forest and fields
The other half sucked all the moisture from the clouds
And we like fools were amazed by the power of his appetite
[Chorus]
Deeper and deeper the dreamer of love
Sleeps on a quilt of stars
It's cold

[Verse 4]
All that remains of the followers' fate
Are the remnants of charred photographs
The teacher is buried under rubble stone
And the wind reads his words, and it laughs

[Chorus]
Deeper and deeper the dreamer of love
Sleeps on a quilt of stars

[Saxophone Solo]