Elysian Fields
When We Used To
When we used to reach through the ectoplasm
One mind, one ear, beyond orgasm
Music sweet, music ready to receive you
Music how, do we now, retrieve you

I believe in you and in you only
Will you let us in ever again
We're so lonely

I need you, I need you
Make music with me
I need you, I need you
Make music in me

Like each living thing
Demands to be free
Like each living thing
Demands to be free

I need you, I need to
Make music in me
I need to believe in you
Make music with me

Music with me
Make music with me
With me