There’s a place they call Sedona
In the state of Arizona
Where boys and girls hangout
Just to have a freak-out
Discussing all the weird thoughts
Connected by the blue dots
Ideas that mess up society
While ignoring all sobriety
You don’t find this place yourself
But the place finds you itself
And when the time is just right
The gates shall open bright
And the LSD angel descends
Grabs your hand and then ascends
To all the great fantastic colors
That you just can’t buy with dollars
Now, here you are, the chosen being
In the place where skies are singing