From 15 shades of dog s dust we fell in fields of flowers.
Felt like dancing in the dusk, but didn t have the power.
Now we had a place, it wasn t much, but it was ours
We called it Our Dominion.
Built a cabin on a crest, spent evenings in your eyes
You d tell me tales of noble quests, I d sing you lullabyes
We d sleep beneath those triple moons entwined beside the fire.
Truly, Our Dominion.
And from a cloudless sky Our friends descended, wearing silver wings.
They d heard the sound of distant laughter, read our thoughts in smoky rings
Sure enough they liked it here, sure enough they all moved in
They called it
their extension...
Someone said