ACCOMMODATIONS OF DESIRE
Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1966, 2017

I need accommodations of desire
I know to great heights you would aspire
For the Universe is a home for everyone
Everyone is my friend till the end
Flowering pastels of colours revolve
Spinning before me and start to dissolve
Metalloid pieces of rapture condense
Ent'ring to nowhere with sweet frankincense

I need accommodations of desire
I need to build a chapel for my fire
For the Galaxy is a place where all can love
Everyone is my friend till the end
Showering melodies sounding so clear
Sweep through my mind and then soon disappear
Lifting me higher and higher to see
Beautiful galaxies, star nebulae

I need accommodations of desire
I rise from the depths of black quagmire
For Infinity is a home for brothers all
Everyone is my friend till the end
Refugee asteroids veer past my ship
Guiding me on t'wards the end of my trip
Comet trails blazing light up the dark skies
And when they've passed me, I say my good-byes