Then you go back to the first part ***official lyrics*** Open the gate to the red land Alcan road, by the turquoise lake Starry skies, a mushroom cloud Folding waves-in a foamy tide Washing in beds-of opal shells white gulls cry-for you and I butterflies-float away drift over pools-of salt and clay mountain man--frosted child eagles cry-puppets of god strung like time-molded in form trees bend back-and trails distort it leads to the land-of Alcan Road the turquoise lake-and starry skies mush (guitaretab.com)